I Once Saw God

Out there,

in the middle

of the night,

on the flats

north of some city

in the desert,

I saw him

out of the corner

of my eye

at a speed I dared

not look to see

as I flew upon

my motorcycle

in the middle

of the night.

A burning light,

a flare of light,

a dazzling encounter

with the one true God

whose name I

capitalize from respect.

He spared me.

He let me see

the glory and live.

A hundred miles

per hour, the speed

of my life up to then

and there I came to rest,

dismounted and removed

my helmet in homage

in the middle of the night

in the middle of the desert.

Perhaps He will let me see

Him once again.

Who knows?

Then I’ll kneel

as I should have done.

It all comes

with experience.