from the Book Jacket
Flowers bloom and lightning strikes as God looks down on the folly, fatality, and beauty of humanity. See the world from a new view. Listen to the music of the poetry and paradox.
“I am the God of light and wonder, but I am the God of night and thunder. I am not a simple God, for I have woven life and death into the same strand. Your mother, like a silver fish arched above the water, struck the calm lake of life, and rippled you. Alone in you I have lit the flame of freedom, and you, burning, burning, have stepped out of your gene pool grasping the sun in your hands and hurling missiles at the stars."
"So who am I? I am sound and sight and thought and passion. I am then and now. I am the winds that wash your hair and the waters that rinse your feet. I am the sparkle on the snow, the silver of the rain, the gold of the grain. I am the love shining in your eyes and the blood beating in your heart."
Let the flowers of joy bloom in the field of pain, and let the lightning illuminate your mind.
