WALKING WITH GOD

God had gone
for a walk.

"Let the Universe..." He thought
"...take care of itself!"

He just wanted to walk.
Walk...like any human would.

And here was a world
He could be proud of.

It did Him good
to see it as a human could.

Grass covered
his naked toes.

The morning
bleating with lambs.

Blue sky as if
He were in a living painting.

Sunshine - golden.
Tangible...touchable.

All it was missing was
a cuckoo.

So, He added it
as an afterthought.

Because...
He - could.

And God saw
that it was good.

Met Him halfway
up a hill

walking my little dog
Ivor.

God and his creature
and his creature's creature.

"Howya!" I said.
"Howya!" said God.

"Woof!" said the dog.
"Woof!" mimicked God.

In another half an hour
I was due a heartattack.

The dog licking
my fallen face.

Wouldn't be discovered
for an hour or more.

The dog refusing to leave
the body.

God foresaw
all this of course.

"Ahhhh this is the kind of thing
that really ruins my day!

God moaned.

"And for which
I always get the blame!

God groaned.

"Go back now!"
the voice of God

echoed inside my head.

"Kiss your wife...
look into her eyes!"

And, so -
- I did.

I lived another 20 years after this.
My wife died soon all too soon.

I got knocked down by a car
in the end.

"So this is Heaven?"
I conjectured.

"Howya!" a voice I thought
I recognised.

"Howya!"
I said.