Oh yes, there’s
a God of history.
I don’t care about
the name;
that’s just human
Unknowable except
in the smallest way,
providential in the
sense of inborn
capabilities evolved
from creation,
we can spare ourselves
from many, not all,
our stupidities
and narrow vision.
In moments of grief
or abject fear,
we cry out—
all of us—
to what?
Oh yes,
there’s still
a God.

–Allan Cox