The drop of a hat

The drop of a hat

Gives us something to occupy
our hands, Your damaan

rather then the usual coattails
into which we sink our fingers

yanked hither and yon,
their common thread being

the desire to be different than we are,
the relative freedom of a self-created world

preferred to the larger dimensions
that surround and determine

our every move and position.
Holding on to Your damaan

to train us in persistence,
offering the rugged, reciprocal texture of fidelity.

O child of God, you cling to self
and let go His coat at the drop of a hat.