Erica Jong Explores the Meaning of God Through a Child’s Perspective ✨

Is God the one who eats the meat <br />off the bones of dead people? <br />-Molly Miranda Jong-Fast, age 3 1/2 <br /> <br />God is the one, <br />Molly, <br />whether we call him <br />Him, <br />or Her, <br />treeform or spewing <br />volcano, <br />Vesuvius or vulva, <br />penis-rock, <br />or reindeer-on-cave-wall, <br />God is the one <br />who eats <br />our meat, <br />Molly, <br />& we yield <br />our meat <br />up willingly. <br /> <br />Meat is our <br />element, <br />meat is our <br />lesson. <br /> <br />When our bodies fill <br />with each other, <br />when our blood swells <br />in our organs <br />aching for another, <br />body of meat, <br />heart of meat, <br />soul of meat, <br />we are only doing <br />what God wants <br />us to— <br />meat joining meat <br />to become insubstantial air, <br />meat fusing <br />with meat <br />to make <br />a small wonder <br />like you. <br />The wonder of you <br />is that you push <br />our questions <br />along into <br />the future— <br />so that I know <br />again <br />the wonder of meat <br />through you, <br />the wonder of meat <br />turning to philosophy, <br />the wonder of meat <br />transubstantiated <br />into poetry, <br />the wonder of <br />sky-blue meat <br />in your roundest eyes, <br />the wonder of <br />dawn-colored meat <br />in your cheeks & palms, <br />the wonder of meat <br />becoming <br />air. <br /> <br />You <br />are my theorem, <br />my proof, <br />my meaty metaphysics, <br />my little questioner, <br />my small Socrates <br />of the nursery-schoolyard. <br /> <br />To think that <br />such wonder <br />can come from meat! <br /> <br />Well then, <br />if God is hungry— <br />let Him eat, <br />let Her eat.<br /><br />Erica Jong<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-molly-concerning-god/