THE RAFT
Somewhere out there in the deep waters
is a raft
called Love,
called God.
And everybody knows it’s there,
somewhere,
as we all
swim
around in
this ocean
of words and
stuff,
trying to
find the raft
called Love,
knowing that
Love
is the answer,
as all the
songs sing it,
as all the
prophets tell us.
And it’s hard work swimming and struggling
and trying to
find that raft
called Love,
called God.
And suddenly some of us
spot the raft
off there in
the distance
and as we
swim closer
we see it’s
almost sinking
with people.
Then God reaches out with his hands
and pulls us
up
out of the
water
and onto the
wood,
and just then
God suddenly
laughs
watching us
trying
to lug our
wet possessions
on board,
too.
But then God starts to clap
and slaps
somebody
on the back,
who just then
saw our stupidity
and threw his
stuff overboard,
and once more
there is just
enough room,
just enough
space,
on the raft
called Love,
called God.
(c) Andy Costello
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