God, Tell Me What It Means

By E R Skulmoski

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God,
tell me
what it means
when I see
a squirrel
climb down

a tree
and read
Psalm 63
on the same day
my heart
is silent

as I wait
for the marrow
of the trees
and the shadow
of the wind
to answer me


as birds flutter
above my head
I search for
invisible
fortresses
to cling to

but you
may very well
be sitting

on the rock
that is
in front

of me
as I wait
for your power
and glory
to walk
through me

so as squirrels
climb down
the tree
I remember
to see walls
tear down

and as I
press my mouth
on holy
ground,
I’d be empty
of my curses.

Am I delusional? or
is the burden
of proof
lighter
than I think
it is?

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E R Skulmoski is a poet who lives in the interior of British Columbia with her husband and four children. She homeschools her children and writes poetry and short stories in her spare time. You can follow her on Instagram @emily_skulmoski and read more of her work at https://ofisandwas.substack.com/.