Theology by Jacki Souza

Theology

by Jacki Souza

You said it was theological, but

I knew that your religion was yourself.

Your weekend camping trips,

Your Sabbath day hikes.

Your kayak vespers.

You said you were communing with God, with

nature, but

I knew you just wanted to escape Communion.

Your feet washed in a river.

Your wheat bread-not unleavened-

Your Nalgene water bottle filled by a spring-

but never turned into wine.

You said you loved the Creator, but

I knew you loved creation more.

Loved your own adventures,

Loved your independence.

Loved your trail- map Bible.

You say it is theological, but

I know that your religion is yourself.