A Drop of the Divine


There aren’t surprises which do not have the element of the transcended in them. There isn’t an admiration where a part of the unconsious self does not admire an absolute. Without a God there are no absolutes, without a ‘God of surprises’ there are no surprises either.


47, unwed, unloved except by a cat
Unemployed. Unruly hair
Unkissed lips, ungroomed being
Stands up to surprise an audience.

An audience that love freely
Groom costly, sit smugly.
Kiss countless, cuddle many.
Cynical coterie, ridicule ready.

Stocky limbs, stumpy physique
Grumpy manners, Cheesy chatter.
Not unlike the distant cousins
Evolutionary garbage?

Suddenly, a dream
Out of nowhere
Simply outrageous
Ultimately hilarious!

Oh, but, from the ludicrously dreamy
Unshapely frumpy bundle
The sound of Divine Breath
The dream come true.

A shocking marvel.
Ravishingly outlandish.
A voice of an Angel.
A miraculous evolution – the misfit survives.

From the primordial slime
To the first amino acid, to ape and the man
The fit miss, the misfit hit
A dream, a beautiful dream.

Not a chimpy cousin
Not an aberrant DNA
Not the primordial soup.
But a drop of the Divine.

If nature’s got talent
Man’s got the Divine.
A drop of the Divine
Of the God of surprises.

Author: Emmanuel R Paulpeter

I am a writer, spiritual director, life coach and a Church Planter who love all things pop culture, theology and spirituality.

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