Imagine Authors

Imagine Authors

(“They marveled at His teaching; for He taught them as an authority and not as the scribes.” Mark 1:22)

Permeating visible sky, filling crumble ground,
engaging brains like rain does waiting lawns,
truth speaks constantly; lecture and learner
share the same words like a breakfast bagel
cut down the middle.

Thunder floods some, rivers rumble around
boulders that amplify the whitespray
crash and dancing
like granite-sped delivery,
another well-spoken mystery that leaves
a forgotten file from the case history
of the world.

Imagine speaking leaves, budpoints just before bloom,
prologues to spring; laughing everything into color
overnight after rain. Imagine authors of motion,
planets wandering to get the next best view of the sun
and reporting their findings in a best-selling novel
in first hand omniscient prose.

Geometry numbed me, physics bored me,
Calculus ignored my stunned stop-motion
and went ahead anyway.

Truth spoke, and though duly noted,
no one volunteered to hand in the homework.