There You Are

This vision came on me today, unlooked-for.

I stood at the heart of the urban wasteland, in an empty lot.
A car rusted on the corner, burned-out, its tires melted rags.
Trash was piled among the starving grass and shattered concrete curbs.
Broken glass and plastic. Worse things I won't mention.
The voices of the place all moaned of neglect and desolation.
I muttered: "Surely God is not here."

From nowhere a seed fell at my feet.
In the blink of an eye it split open and grew--
knotted roots upthrust the pavement at my feet--
the massive trunk overshadowed me--
and its limbs--

its limbs burned with the light of a million suns
its limbs were hung with countless worlds
its limbs were entwined with rivers of stars
its limbs filled endless space from edge to edge!

Its limbs murmured with the wind:
"I am here.
Even here, I am.

More:

Behold the tiniest twig on the tiniest limb
the tiniest green cell in the tiniest leaf.
There you are."