by Jackie Chou

God is here
on the stained blue carpet 
under the yellow lamplight
on a burgundy couch

He is in my footsteps
so when I walk, he walks with me

He is in my words and my songs
so when I sing a hymn
it is Him in my voice 

When I detour around thorny cacti 
it is God holding my hand

When the leaves rustle
it is God whispering in the wind

When the pond ripples
it's His breath upon its surface 

The world cannot turn
without its mighty creator

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Jackie Chou is a writer from Southern California who has two collections of poetry, The Sorceress and Finding My Heart in Love and Loss, published by cyberwit. Her poem “Formosa” was a finalist in the Stephen A DiBiase Poetry Prize. She has recent work in The Ekphrastic Review, Chainmail Poetry, Collaborature, Fevers of the Mind Poetry and Art, and Synchronised Chaos.