Take A Deep Breath of Awe  

It’s not that I have 

anything against your spiritual 

belief  

in a god. 

It’s your insistence to still  

believe in God  

as Santa Claus.  

All the shit you were taught as a kid  

c’mon, 

and let’s say fuck the artist,  

it is the art that matters  

the beauty of that which has been created.  


We will probably never know how
or why
this piece of art called Life
came to be
and is  
but let’s bathe in the wow of it all. 

Breathe deep
and inhale as many or more molecules  

as there are grains of sand  

on the entire earth.  

Stretch every DNA molecule, in your 37 trillion cells, 

And fly 150,000 round trips to the moon. 

Drink the water  

that is magic and wet  

and yet 

made of particles  

of something we’ve labeled hydrogen and oxygen. 

Shower in the awe of our perceptions  

of these unseeable black magic energy 

to bind together  

to make an ocean. 

The insane process of genetics 

using connections and code  

of just four base pair nucleotides, 

on a planet among a universe 

with more stars  

than molecules we breathe. 

And of course, there’s still flowers  

and poetry  

and the brain. 

Oh yeah, 

the brain...