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14 January 2015

where I find god

In the rush of thoughts to fingertips,
in the clatter of keys; 
In the percolating furnace,
in the sighing of my sleeping son. 

In the fish-breath of my old dog,
in the memories of all the cats I've loved;
In the coursing awareness of my seedlings,
in the cool frosty glass in my windows. 

In the smattered red wash on the highway,
in the torn bits of fluff on the shoulder of the road;
In the chilling breeze that sets a timer on comfort,
in the sharp thorns that caught me dreaming.

In the tender silken thread that is new life,
in the cautious coming forth of each new day;
In the words we trade, for better or worse,
in all the ways we weave,
togetherness is god. 


This bit of consciousness is brought to you by... well, me. But I was inspired by a writing prompt (at the Pagan Experience) asking about our gods. I'm an all-out animist. I thought about penning an essay about that, but that's been done. Y'all probably know what animism is - and if not, you can google it - so I thought I'd just express myself a little more directly. Because poetry is, in fact, more direct than an essay. 


  1. This is an amazing list of factors which encourage spiritualism. I found it very touching to read.

    In response to your request to share my poem on your site, I don't mind if you provide a link to my page but would prefer that the poem not be copied and posted in full. Thank you for your interest in my writing.

    1. Thanks Kerry! I posted the link on my writing page on facebook:

  2. What a fabulous way of finding God. Love the form of a list.. It becomes almost a mantra.

  3. That's lovely. Finding god in the fish breath of your old dog is truly enlightened :)

    1. Well she is a pretty great dog, lol

  4. Anonymous03:12

    A fine iteration or summary of the momentary habitations of god -- enough for this traveler! The ancient bard Taliessin sung god into the world by identifying the poet's voice with the day's plenty (see his Song of Amergin); Whitman was great for these lists; yours is wonderful. And the final line locates the divinity in the assembly ("togetherness") itself. The poem as pope, its words the church. Or some such similar ... Loved it.

    1. Oh my, a Whitman reference brought on by a poem of mine - be still my beating heart. I love Whitman, though I've never loved the list form (I know, I know). This one just came that way. :)Thanks!

  5. Oh, this is fabulous!!