More traffic than you think

Bursting into the Universe by Rusty Russ
God stood at the shore of Himself and dove in.
How can He do things like that?
Anything goes with
the Big Guy, I
guess.

A divine splash happened,
billions of drops were propelled into space.

I said to a drop shooting past me one night,
“Where ya going, what’s the hurry,
slow down.”

It did, and we talked for a while, that drop and I;
some angels too
came by.

There is more traffic than you think –
cruising.

Teresa of Avila