An Open Poem To Closed Hearts

when you hate
someone else
because they are
different than you
you are unknowingly hating on
the very Architect of Creation itself

~ to rage against a color
you have never seen before
because its exotic
tincture offends
your orthodox eyes
suggests that you believe
the Divine Artist is worried
about what you think
did the first burst of
cosmic energy care
about its critics when
it began to paint life
across the constantly
unfolding canvas of
the known universe?

hell no

it just wildly created
this delicate masterpiece
of endless fire, orchestrated chaos
and a trillion or so wobbling worlds
like a Michelangelo made out of an
army of swarming angels
every inch of everything
that exists is a unique piece
of abstract splatter art
so, if the Divine was so
unrestrained when
it came to creating
the stretching forever
kingdom of stars

it would make sense
that God was even
more uninhibited when
it came to how we
were made
each of us are a wow sculpture of
unbridled never-seen-before genius
who are you
to decide how
The Everlasting Potter
molds their art?

get over your fear
of people who
look
live
pray
love
believe
differently than you do
because the more you hide
from what is foreign to you
the more you hide from
the miracle of this existence
you only get to ride this
skin and bone rollercoaster
for so long
quit closing your eyes
stare into the swirl
because that’s where God’s
most profound artwork is
hurry up
open your eyes
you’re missing it
open your eyes
hurry up
and once you do
you will see it
the relentless power
of creation
oh, and how you’ll gasp
when you finally see it

~ john roedel