Our memories are being burnt this morning
in Vacaville, in Napa, and in Fairfield
All those yelling and shouting of lightning
made the dry land to shout back with wildfires
Their old stories came to my backyard
with smoky smell of anger and frustration
bringing all the memories of evacuation and despair
as if COVID-19 is not enough
A small voice of hope
and the happy memories
come to me as soothing medicine
saying, remember, remember, and remember
The book of remembrance
survived all those disasters
crimes and sins
to tell us the story of God’s Grace
Now I remember
through the parallel universe
the future salvation
and the new heaven and new earth coming down to us
I remember the “kindom” of God
where everybody loves and cares for each other
where all creation rejoices God’s justice
I remember that it has come already.
