He made us all the same: hearts and lungs, skin and bones.
We chose to wander on our own: far from normal, far from home.

Over time our bodies changed: hair and skin, natural adaptations.
We lived in different zones and places. Small groups grew into separate nations.

Today we seem not to remember from whence we came.
We’ve let hatred and fear separate us by label, race, and name.

The Creator watched and breathed into us His Spirit.
We called it love and still some of us fear it.

He made us all the same, body and soul.
Love is the power He gave us to make us once more whole.

Sometimes it takes a flood to wash away the dirty refuse,

the piles of lies, deceits, and false promises that momentarily give hope to the hopeless.

Noah’s Ark floated above the lost while all below were wiped out,

the good and the bad alike.

God does not have to step in to clean up our current world.

We will bring on our own flood: with conflict over power and wealth,

with refusal to see the oceans rising.

It will wipe out all in the end, the good and the bad alike.

We are lost until we listen to the shouts of the poor: until we see the destruction of nature; until we feel the pain of all mankind, until we look for reasonable answers.

There are solutions within our reach and imagination.

We must build an Ark of truth, hope, and universality.

We need conversation and honest exchange between young and old, men and women,

religions and government, everywhere and all included.

The waters are rising.