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I am god….(a poem)

I am god.

I know this because I make it rain.

I decide when it does, how much it should.

I plant that which I water,

I bounce along proclaiming in a sing song voice:

“Here an oak tree, There a pine.

Here an artichoke, There a vine.”

I am god.

 

I am god.

I know this because I protect the fruits of my labor from mine enemies.

With a vengeance I curse them to a devastating eternity,

waging constant war with their daily efforts

to decimate all that I labor to sustain.

I also decide just how much sun shines.

I am god.

 

I am god.

I know because I command all that is around me,

Guiding and directing, moving and creating,

Observing, defending, and nurturing –

All the while dispensing my energy in order that my creation thrives.

I am god.

 

 

I am god.

I know because I drag my hose out every evening to water.

A long green eel that slithers along after me as I

Lovingly delve out a sparkling stream to each of my darlings

This and that plant or flower

Placed with wild abandon as I flit

Around judiciously constructing my habitat.

“tra-la-la….I am god.”

 

I am god.

I know this because snails and I are mortal enemies.

I sling them over the fence, one at a time,

To die a slow, dry, hot death.

It’s either them or my basil.

I also make sure that my tomatoes get full sun,

And the begonias get shade.

I am god.

 

I am god.

I know this because I trim and train,

Prune and mulch, caress and love,

Diffusing myself into my own little corner of creation.

I am a gardener.

I am god.

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