I always look for You

Not always sure where to start

Sometimes old literature is hard to read

And sometimes in the pews under the steeple I don’t like what I see

I’m not exceptionally smart but I see You in the science

One time I found You in a genetics textbook

Looking for some guidance

While I sat on a pier

My sophomore year

I discovered at a glance how humans are so marvelously put together

But then we’re all shook

Unraveled like a DNA cord  

Your hand is in the weather

I like watching thunderstorms

You’re in my long run

I had to stop at the light the other day

I waited for traffic to give way

An elderly man approached, looked me in the eye

He told me he just biked a hundred miles

He said, “The key is to keep going

Even though it takes a while

There’s others on the path too

You know what I mean”

Though the light was red a monstrous truck went blowing through

The man winked at me and said, “Keep going but make sure to look around”

I jogged away from the intersection and the sound

In some roundabout way me and that man are related

Just like everyone

Despite our genetic code

Or what you’ve been told

Isn’t there such a connection

An unspoken hope

That we’ll all keep going

Even when the DNA ladder folds

Hearts stop

Cells die

That God is somewhere

That we’ll be revived

I pass the graveyard—in October—how opportune

On a cloudy day

Knowing I could be there soon

But I meet You

And I have hope that I won’t be there long

Nor will the others

We’ll be put together anew by the Geneticist

I like to imagine it

For we are the beloved