Green Lights and Sunrises
Suppose God had a Plan B.
In case things went wrong.
Under circumstances that unforeseeably forced things so out of whack,
so off-balance, so off-center,
He, in all His splendor and glory,
could pull the plug on us all.
Think Noah’s Ark without the olive branch or sunshine.
Like punching a hole in the TV
right at the climax of the suspense-thriller that is destiny.
Suppose we could do all that ourselves.
Who’s made in whose image?
Do we just need to dream it? Wish it?