Open the Day Wider

Open the Day Wider

 

(“This is the message we heard from Christ and are reporting to you: God is light, and there isn’t any darkness in him.” 1 John 1:5)

 

Open the day wider, the eyes, the spectrum of paint
that interprets every dandelion, dragonfly, and cloud.

 

Open your heart fuller, the ears, the spectrum of song
that hears every waterfall, thunderstorm, and roar.

 

Being is better than careening,
joy is sweeter than parades.
Each moment is filled with particles
from the first day the universe was made.

 

Lately and lazy, I see only shadows.
Polaris is obscured by my
pain, transgressions and friendships
broken across the sky.

 

There must be air beyond the abyss,
parallel rays above the raging cliffs.
There must be a place of endless day,
sundance or sunday, all the dead bones waste away,
until light is left behind to turn tears into prisms
casting rainbows on the cavern walls.

 

Until failures fall silent, pain lasts no longer than
the first drop of rain. Until friendships are friendships
that hold each other unafraid;
for the light has revealed every and
pronounced everything “good.”