I See God

In the sliver of moon

perfectly framed in the window

In the mosaic ripples of water

dancing in the pool

In my daughter’s contented sigh

at the end of her favorite meal

In my son’s desire for togetherness

wanting everyone he loves to live close

always and forever

In the tiny leaves peeking out

from branches considered dead

their resilience to live a lesson for these days

In the humid summer breeze that carries with it

the smell of childhood friendships

In the perfectly crisped edges of 전

made with 부추 from our unkempt garden

In the weaving of words that pull back the veil

for us to see the divine