more god hunting

if I follow these tracks,
not into thickets, but past roots
falling like long hair
down the banks, I will find them.
I hunt without arrows
or guns,  only the net of my eyes
strung across the path

you said in the morning
the personal gods come to drink
from streams like these
& perhaps that is why
these ears catch words easily
near water, stray conversation
overheard between the bringers of visions.

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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22 Responses to more god hunting

  1. We’re just back from a walk on the Malvern Hills in Worcestershire UK ~ this couldn’t be more appropriate ~ nice poem

  2. Green Speck says:

    An innovative concept !!!

  3. Ian Moone says:

    I really like
    falling like long hair
    down the banks

    I find the imagery pleasing

  4. davidtrudel says:

    The gods of small places are content
    Rarely bothering with scurrying passers by
    Unless someone stops to listen and observe
    Pure souls may feel a whisper
    An intimation of a prayer
    As a freshening breeze
    Tousles your hair
    Like a caress

  5. you have such an exquisite way with words. this blog is a happy find

  6. jomul7 says:

    That line: that is why these ears catch easily words” reminds me that it is interesting that God can’t be seen but His voice is always heard everywhere there are ears to catch His words.
    Hunting is indeed the right word, thanks Susan for this!

  7. doncarroll says:

    isn’t it great when that happens:))

  8. Beautiful poetry! The gods are smiling!

  9. what a beautiful understanding of quiet beauty!

  10. nelle says:

    It brings back memories of a place special to my children, where trees sport their etched initials and water flows so cool it numbs skin.

  11. I always marvel at your beautiul way with words, Susan. You are so prolific!

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