not seeing.

i read about you today
and how after years of faith
you stopped
because it just
wasn't
REAL to you.

(and then i looked up and saw god all around me)

in the rain drenching the three kinds of grass that grow
in our yard

and in the way kolby cocks his head
when he wants a treat or to go on a walk
(the same way guys used to.)

and then i remembered the time when
i couldn't see him either

not in the rain or in the fields
not in the sun or in autumn
nowhere in the snow or in the thaw

or in that rosebud popping its head out for the first time
that spring

and i hoped that you continue to look
for his face
and that if you find it again
you'll embrace it
as the source of love and life and all things good
and realize that it's okay
to not always have
every answer
and to not always see
from here to
T
H
E
R
E.