Braille

If God is love and love is blind
our sins go unseen
Unless our actions are stamped in braille in the sky
like stars, you and I
     We're written
          and scattered
             and shiny
                 and bright
Encoded on God's black pages
what we call night

What he sees is what he reads
by the imprints we leave
     on each other
        when we steal
             when we cheat
                  when we deceive
Every wrong doing is felt
I believe
     by the hands of God
         in his fingertips
He reads our braille like the deaf read lips
Leave your mark
   etch yourself
        dot by dot
             line by line
You're braille is your beauty
   be good
      be kind
it's felt by the blind

God is a state of mind


        


         
              
            

Author's Note

At breakfast this morning my 9 year old daughter explained the conclusion she's drawn from a dream she had last night about God....
I've put it into poem.

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

Wow. That's deep - and for a nine year old to think along those lines? Profound. I find the thought of God - the hand of God registering humanity at the tactile level. So much more intimate, more personal than simple observation. We are made for touch, for physical contact so to take that to the level of tangible interaction - that our sins are picked up by God's 'skin' - fascinates me. It drew me into the poem. The gentle rhyme through out was also wonderful.

[s y e]

Wow, this was great! Everyone has there own thoughts about God and all but this was amazing. I loved how you wrapped it up so well.

[Dhaye]

Wow! I love this one.
Our lives are like writings that only God can read. Dot by dot...connected to describe how we live our lives.

Amazing! Good job. :)

[B-poet]

This is very deserving in the name of grand emphatic eloquence at its best. Love the written structure for the poem. It literally reminds me of a braille sheet. Great write. :)

[eglantine]

This is lovely and awesome inspiration. The ending is too wrapped up for me--too nice. I'd chop it off, leave it at one of the earlier brilliant lines (also that way it doesn't get too redundant).

[Clockwork]

I think that this has an awesome and explosive spoken word style to it. I love the way you formatted this poem on the page too! What you did with the idea of braille. It is as if we are connected to God through energy. Our connection show when we act and spread love to others and throughout the world. And I'm in love with the idea that our beauty comes from the impression of our energy and love on the world. So with that said, I love the lines:

"Every wrong doing is felt
I believe
by the hands of God
in his fingertips
He reads our braille
like the deaf read lips"

Thank you for sharing, this is one of my favorites.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

What an incredible idea. I love the way that you formatted this piece, and the way that the words flowed and sounded. The idea, too, was just as "flowing". The concept of God "feeling" our actions rather than seeing them is oddly beautiful, and metaphorically, it is true that we must do what we do because we want to make people "feel" something rather than just so that we "look" a certain way.

[Mark]

Oh so deep and just as sweet....the beauty is in its depth. A great piece of writing! Thanks!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh this is so well done..god feels it in his fingers...every action has a reaction and causes another action...

we need to just treat others like we want to be treated...because it shouldn't be about god...really...he could just be a state of mind..

it is about being human towards other humans...be good and be kind, as you say.

wonderfully done.

jacob

[John F Carver]

Out of the mouth of babes! It's amazing.