Sunday, March 20, 2016

Poetry Sunday


Did you ever wonder? ...

Why There Are No More Miracles
by Hal Sirowitz

God would perform miracles in the old days,
Father said, but nowadays if he set a bush
on fire, like he did for Moses, the fire department
would rush to put it out. The newspapers
would send out photographers. There’d be
an investigation. A reward would be given
to help find the arsonist. Some innocent person
would get blamed. God has enough people
believing in him. Why does He need
all that commotion for the sake of a few more?



Why indeed? There are miracles enough in the birth of a baby, the glory of sunrise and sunset, and the beauty of a woman in the soft light of evening. Who needs burning bushes? If we wanted miracles, we could wish for rational statesmanship to break out in the GOP.

But I'd bet on the burning bush if I were you.

Have a good day, and come back tomorrow for Musical Monday. More thoughts then.

Bilbo

4 comments:

eViL pOp TaRt said...

A short poem with a deep thought.

Mariette said...

We need more miracles to keep Tinkle Bell alive!

Mike said...

Jesus would be at first hospitalized in the psych ward, released because of lack of insurance, then locked up for vagrancy.

John Hill said...

What Mike said.