Where Is God?

A poem I wrote last semester, partially inspired by a piano piece I had been working on (from Mendelssohn's Songs Without Words) and a book I had been reading (On God and Christ by St. Gregory of Nazianzus). Originally published on Facebook, March 10, 2009.
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Where is God?
In the wind that laces through my fingers
And whispers in the trees -
Their furtive murmurings that speak
Of subtle mysteries.

Where is God?
With the sun that gently warms my skin
And floods the earth with light -
And by His word, relents its heat
For coolness of the night.

Where is God?
In the harmonies of well-tuned strings
And hymnals of the birds -
The choirs of creation praise
With songs that have no words.

Where is God?
Within the fibers of my heart
From whence He urges me -
'Tis better to remember Him
Than 'tis for me to breathe.

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Reading it through again, I can see in my memory, quite clearly, the different things that inspired various parts of the poem. I was sitting under two tall trees, watching and listening to birds singing. I was walking to class from my dorm, in the bright afternoon sunlight, gently moving my arm, hand and fingers in the breeze. I still have that piano piece memorized; I love it. And I love learning, reading and thinking about God, and how He is present in every part of my life in very deep, very real ways.