I Have No Evidence

I have no evidence of God

except the miracle of my body;

the wonders of all my senses;

the coherence and awareness

present in my thoughts-

even the ones not welcomed,

my own or those sent to me;

the awesome range of my emotions

enlivening every part of me-

even the ones not welcomed,

none of them strangers to me;

the magic of intuition

telling me what I need to know,

choosing to act or not;

the instinct for preserving life

whatever the personal cost-

even alienation and humiliation

or loss of things held dear;

the gifts of imagination-

colourful, playful, exciting-

even those wrapped up in fear…

I have no evidence of you

except the sights and sounds

on my computerized screens-

a myriad, coloured images

presented by my machines-

devices designed with intention,

intention I often question,

intelligence conveyed or not-

intelligence I need to question,

communicating what???

I am challenged to be

discerning of purpose in design

and function of all I see-

searching for wisdom, understanding,

exploring with curiosity,

creating realities through context,

changing paradigms, evolving,

discovering, revealing,

remembering, sharing,

yet ‘by faith’ I’m trusting

that you and I, you are, I am,

that God is really real…

November 1,2021

Shelley Wilson