If I could ever find God
it would be on this cold step
feeling the grace of a warm sun
kissing freckles onto my cheek.
If I ever heard god’s voice
it would ring against these walls
with the same sugary melody
as these summer song birds.
If I evert felt god’s presence
I imagine the waves of love
would keep me here floating
in a similar sense of peace.
but I haven’t found God
heard her voice or
felt her presence fall over me.
However, in this moment now:
with its glowing sun,
serenading birds,
and calm air,
well –
it has a special kind of divinity
all its own.
Of Poems and Places 