CREATION
You looked at a point in the sky
and the spot became the sun,
you needed it as a tool
and it has become the furnace of your accomplishments
out of dust and water –
what you blew on
started to move,
to move in the garden,
to go astray,
eat apples,
get involved in a conflict
making You laugh
Di-vi-ne-ly.
Then turning your face away from them,
you left them alone…
Later,
You implanted your son into a human body
to show them
how you had wanted people to be like,
what they could have been.
And they…
crucified him.

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Manifestation

We sensed deeply that the time had come. From the shiver

of the wind and the melody of morning dew, from

the strange light over the cemetery and the laughter 

of the fat woman, we knew the time had arrived when

He would appear, the Übermensch with all His power

in the chrysanthemums’ simplicity, in the humility

of the front step of our house, we knew it,

our Übermensch would appear.

But tell me, if you can, how the widow spent her first

night of loneliness? And we prayed for smooth sailing,

for rocky promontories that gazed at the infinite, let them

be holy, and for the hyacinths that poked the soil in every

frosty March until finally He arrived: our Übermensch.

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