First Pantheist Poem

This came to me this morning and I think is the heart of who I am as a Pantheist. Not everyone can expound scientifically on Nature and the Universe. For me its more about painting a picture with words..

GAIA's Grace

Water carves stone
like the artist she is.

Wind signs her name
to the mountains, and tree
growing sideways.

Hawk, stars,
and sapling,
whose roots move the sidewalk
to find earth to call home.

Who can not know
this is God.


~CalyD (2009)