The Problem With God- by Joseph Arthur

It’s either all divine
or none of it is
It’s either all consciousness
swooping
into and
out of the
genius of itself or
it’s just time
rotting slowly
against a broken back
(horses in a fading light gallop like the ocean
across our minds turned inside out by a word)
We are
euphoric centers
Of a light
Sometimes
which is overwhelmed
into despair
The problem with god
With belief
versus non belief
Is down
to a word
It’s down
to how we choose
to define
what is here and
apparent to all
We are
swooping
consciousness
We are
blooming
divinity
But there is a word,
which is like
a line in the sand
Divinity
It’s putting a value
on all of this
But everything is
the light
of consciousness
There is obvious
intelligence and beauty
in all that exists
I sometimes feel that the atheists
are the true believers
It takes more faith
to be an atheist
than it does a devout Baptist
To say you are sure
there is nothing
beyond what is seen
When what is seen
is already beyond
what can be understood
is a cry of
faith
A faith that to my mind
is more extreme
than a faith in a man
who can walk on water
or make others believe he did
It’s crazy
how much blood
is spilled
over questions
of religion
When every breath
you take is the universe
breathing into itself
Every breath you take
is god breathing
It’s either all divine
or none of it is
Look at the ocean
lit up by the moon
crashing into sand and dancing on your feet,
as the shadows play
with forms in the sand
greater than any work of art,
which hangs in museums
And watch
as the forms are changed
And watch
how they are always changing
Across all the shorelines
of all the beaches
In all this world
and the doubtless
countless others
Creation.
Manifest
Divinity speaking to the silence
In us all
The impossible witness
Yer consciousness
is mine is his is their’s
It’s one
(she smiles and lifts the glass up to your lips)
Call it what you want
But how can you not believe
in what you are?
Beyond the mind
Or the ego, which identifies with only the tiniest part
We are free
And bigger
than all of life
We are all of life
and reaching into
and through out death
Our beings
flying into darkness
asking ourselves to be forgiven
When life finally ends