It Seems like God is Never in a Hurry

We weren’t meant to rush here, rush there, were we?

Breath comes short, my pounding chest, relentless.

It seems like God is never in a hurry.

After all He carved out valleys fully

using glaciers that count years with inches.

We weren’t meant to rush here, rush there, were we?

Did you know the granite boulder’s burly

surface can be cracked by lichen? In this

surely we see God’s not in a hurry!

The glimmering stars we saw last night so clearly

arrived after millions of light-year distance!

We weren’t meant to rush here, rush there, were we,

fuming in this traffic, wracked with worry,

while overhead clouds pass like idle princes?

Seems like God is never in a hurry,

never helter-skelter, frantic scurry—

arriving just in time for Caesar’s census.

We weren’t meant to rush here, rush there, were we?

Seems like God is never in a hurry.

This is a villanelle inspired by a nature walk up at Donner's Pass last Friday.  Informative signs along the path explained how glaciers had formed the topography around us.  One sign in front of a large granite boulder explained how acid from lichen forms cracks in the granite allowing water (and thence ice) to penetrate the surface and break down the granite, eventually returning its mineral riches to the soil.  When I read that I thought, "Man, God is really OK with slow processes."  My next thought was that maybe I could slow down a little myself.

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