O God of imagination.
O God un-pondered.
O God in searching more than certainty.
O God sorely exploited.
O God poorly invoked.
O God who begins with light.
O God whose creation is play.
O God who has made us spiritual beings.
O God of flowers, fish and color-shock.
O God whose gift is scent and texture.
O God of seasons and twice-a-day tides.
O God of our beginning again and again.
O God of our material and inner eyes.
O God of the heart's secrets.
O God who knows who and where I am.
O God who walks a path with us.
O God who gives the bees and birds their stripe.
O God who delights in beauty.
O God in our aloneness.
O God in inner tempest.
O God in our tragic mistakes.
O God in our wound.
O God in the tears of our laughter and sorrow.
O God in dawn and dusk.
O God of traveling clouds, galaxies and exoplanets.
O God of the Aspen's smooth bark; the Linden's rough.
O God of Pine needle and Maple leaf.
O God of sun ray, moon beam and lightning flash.
O God who sounds the wind and rain.
O God of surf on sand.
O God of tubers, roots and rhizomes.
O God of buds, berries, seeds and nuts.
O God three-personal family.
O God creating with a heartbeat.
O God safekeeping us by love.
O God greening us into wholeness.
