The jesus tree.

[nothinggirl75]

What if
our savor
instead of dropping from the sky
grew from the ground.

And unannounced to us
God was here
all along.

The wretched sadness of our minuscule exsistance
is that we believe it is
minuscule at all.

Of this universe we are small parts
but part of it none the less
without all the pieces
how can there be a whole?

Yet knowing this we still
crave recognition
when the show
was always ours.

Life flashes
before the eyes of us all
yet somehow
we miss the point
stuck
in this and that and
anything.

All one needs to obtain living
is to be here
right now.

You wish for anything other than
what is
I hate to tell you but
nothing is defined.

The lines will always blur
as time
goes on... with or without
you.

Holding on is useless.
Live now.
Because right now is the only
fucking eternity we've got.

And its everything beyond any
of those wildest dreams
I know you've had.

Afraid?
Facing it must be better
than a life times taste of
what ifs?

So stop wishing
because what we've been pining for
was here all along
just like God.