god's fragments

yesterday at noon
I glanced outside.
god had fractured
and god's fragments
were every infinitesimally
large and small thing
visible and unseen
noun and verb
the yellow light
that stroked the cat
the blue shadow
that cooled the grass

and these fragments
fought amongst themselves
like an eddy
fights the current
but are both
the sum of the flow

so that every contentious thing
was perfect
and of a piece

like this life of mine
like this life of yours