God beyond God

  “God is always beyond God, the iconoclast par excellence,
who over and over breaks out of the forms and symbols of our making.”
~ Bernard J. Lee, SM

I stand at the sink
scrubbing the shiny steel pan
when my littlest one asks me to read.

I ask for his patience,
one, two, three times, and
so he reads to me,

“Mom is beautiful, her hair,
her face, she is beautiful.
Her heart is love.”

And then I know
the vast and mighty love
that pours itself from the smallest vessels.

Rumors

I have heard making pilgrimage to India,
to study asana, is like being broken-open.

The first month you are cracked;
the second you are rewired,
and the third you are pieced together new.

I have heard making pilgrimage to family,
to co-create human beings, is like being broken-open.

The first child opens you, raw;
the second rearranges your understanding;
the third confirms the mystery,
and the fourth pieces you together new.