New moment

There are times when I need to rest,
a sabbath of dullness,

because the rest of the time
I am walking around behind God,

even the stirred dust sparkling,
even the shadows gleaming,

God every instant saying
“Let there be light.

Let there be stone. This stone,
and this light laying on the stone.

Let there be this tree, this branch,
and each of these birds singing in it.

Let there be this bee, let there be its labor,
and the wonder of its coming and going.

Let there be this river, and its waters,
its springs and tributaries, and their flowing.

Let there be this person.
Let there be this hope unfolding in this heart.

Let there be this moment.
Yes! And now this one!”

It never stops.
It never stops.