the colour of our lives

poetry • celebration • faith • nature • humanity • imperfections • glory

The kingdom of God

the kingdom of God
is like a hug
on my thigh from
someone else’s daughter
confusing my denimed leg for her father’s

the kingdom of God
is my wife
in the car on
the way to church
thanking me for being a better man

the kingdom of God
is a rainforest
bower bird
shining indigo
sapphire eyes backlit like new suns

the kingdom of God
is my nine-year-old niece
calling from New Zealand
spunky and unguarded
young voice singing like a silver string

the kingdom of God
is like Saturdays
once-a-month with new friends
soup, garlic bread and
the bible laughter and cheap wine

The kingdom of God
is like thinking for
a few weeks about
the best years of your life
and finding that they are now

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