$5 worth of God

 

"I would like to buy $5 worth of God, please,

 

not enough to explode my soul or disturb my sleep,

 

but just enough to equal a cup of warm milk or a snooze in the sunshine. 

 

I don't want enough of Him to make me love the outcasts or pick peas with a migrant. 

 

I want ecstasy not transformation; I want the warmth of the womb, not a new birth.

 

I want a pound of the eternal in a paper sack. 

 

I would like to buy $5 worth of God please."