a walk with holy moses

it appeared that god
was every bit as rough
as s/he was gentle
deep in the forest
animals killed each other
winds knocked down trees
and mushrooms fed upon their spunky remains
that god created it
that god sustains it
the sun and the rain
fall upon the righteous and wicked alike
all are enlightened already
a fragment of awareness
stuffed in a walking meat sack
staggering through a dream