He Is Also There, 2015

Just as I remember God on days

The sun breaks free from the sky,

He reminds me that He is also

In the war torn lullaby; just as I

Remember God on days with parched

Ground and base yearning for drop,

So He reminds me that He is also

In the flood waters ripping through

Homes erect then gone, with

Foundations intact and families

Left to hold what memories they

Have gathered in brilliant hope.

He reminds me that He is also in

The dirt that collects under my

Finger nails laden with work in

Life that must provide for the next.

Hour by hour counted are the days

Multiplied for the definitive end,

Arrayed in shades of tainted dust -  

You came and so shall return

I’m reminded of words that are

Spun and swindled, tossed in a gutter

Without action.  And so He is

Also there beneath the calamity of

The absence of faith, wrapped in

Fibers of don’t forget me even when

It seems too heavy to wear on the

Spine of every person I ever was.

Woman singing opera.  NYC
Carolina Hinojosa, 2014