October 26, 2007

My Journey to God

Where is God?

God is at the thunderhead
beating out the sun.
He strikes the dark clouds
where the rain spills.
At His drum high in the sky,
He sounds out the glory
Of a day that is done
but still vibrant at dusk.

God is at the storm cloud
beating out the drum roll.
He is composing a song of might,
the lightning accentuating the power,
The sound of the mighty cymbals clang
a crescendo ever so loud.

God is at the majestic mountain peaks.
He hangs clouds over the summits.
His power manifested in the echoes
of lightning and thunder.
By His will waterfalls cascade downward,
glistening darts of undulating water.

God is at the well of life.
He makes glaciers slumber in the summer heat.
His power is reflected in ribbons of light,
building up energy for cascading streams
And far below a valley grows fertile,
a nectar necessary for all life.

God is in our hearts by invitation,
love of Him opens the door.
He resides in us and we in Him.
God is in the world about us.
We open our eyes and hear with the ear of our heart
and far below we grow fertile in faith.

By Thomas J. Rillo

(Thomas J. Rillo is a member of St. Charles Borromeo Parish in Bloomington and is an oblate of Saint Meinrad Archabbey. The power of a summer storm ending a long drought inspired this poem.) †

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