The God of Gods

The god of gods appeared on earth today.

He settled on a springtime tree—a crown

Of whitest pink and petals came straight down

From heaven. There they murmured silent whims

Of glories that no mortal eye has seen.

They chanted without sound as if these limbs

Had set a wilderness on fire to clean

Aridity with utter beauty. Spread

Across the upper branches, deity

Was opening as on Jehovah’s head

Grow blooms of life and of eternity.

..No. This was not our Lord Creator’s hair.

….The tree was God Himself demanding prayer.