"Lightning Strike in Paradise"
By Andrew Hudgins

Jesus-the-wind combs Jesus-the-rye and shakes
the limbs of Jesus-the-scrub-pine-and-alder,
while a tractor, disking the rye, churns into the sunset
red clouds of Jesus. Jesus-the-bank-of-young-ferns
fringes Jesus-the-sluggish-and-rocky-stream
rich with tadpoles, crayfish and almost invisible minnows,
all Jesus Himself. Jesus-the-green-worm inches up air.
He humps His body, pulls His end to His middle, and pushes
upward to where he started, climbing His own fine thread
until a gust of Jesus snaps the silk and sends Him flying.
Jesus-the-lightning explodes an oak. Jesus-the-thunder reverberates
through green leaves, the Jesus leaves, silencing
the Jesus-chitter of squirrels, wrens and cicadas,
and in the distance the tractor never stops grinding
rye into the earth, preparing it for seed,
as the gunpowder smell of nitrogen settles over heaven.

Thinking is more interesting than knowing, but less interesting than looking.
- Goethe

Once at Cold Mountain, troubles cease
No more tangled, hung-up mind;
I idly scribble poems on the rock cliff
Taking whatever comes, like a drifting boat.
- Han Shan

Picture a massless particle.
- Koan of Modern Physics

Lift the stone and you will find me; cleave the wood and I am there.
- Jesus

Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.
- John Lennon

One sees great things from the valley, only small things from the peak.
- G K Chesterton

Do not fear mistakes- there are none.
- Miles Davis