Me, A Naked god
By Richard M. Grove
Me,
a naked god unto myself,
under the witness of calm,
naked to winter’s stars,
booted footsteps squeak,
tentative music,
white moon crawled flesh,
stung, by -20,
Me,
a naked god unto myself,
worshipping and praising my myself,
pointing myself through time,
bear fleshed,
tingling white,
moon shadowed,
by tall trees.
Me,
a naked god unto myself?
Mortal? Warm fleshed?
Unseen by divine Life,
though touched,
by the invigorating presence of Love,
inspired at that moment,
by nature’s breath,
the omnipotence of Spirit.
Inspired by lines from an Al Purdy poem titled: “Decree Nisi”