The Eyes of God

As a child I went to church. I went to church to learn of this being called “God”. I was taught that he was always there and always watching.

As a child I imagined him to be a man, a man that looked like my dad.

After all, he was called “Father.”

As a small child the Eyes of God was like a man’s.

As I grew older God was a being I thought was distant.

Somewhere in the galaxies and in the stars.

Being indifferent to the cries and pleas of man

I gave no thought of him

He gave no thought of me

In college I saw a picture of the Helix Nebula

As a young woman I thought that was the Eyes of God

More time passed and I became a woman.

I saw a child breath his first breath.

I believed for the first time in love at first sight.

The child’s eyes were big and black.

There was a light in him that that was pure innocence.

His eyes were the Eyes of God.

I then realized that the Eyes of God are everywhere.

In my mother, my father, my friends and my enemies.

They are in the fly caught in a spider web, and in the eyes of the spider about to devour it.

The problem with the Eyes of God is not that they are blind to man,

But that man is blind to the Eyes of God.