Poetry About God

Whether named or unnamed, the concept of God has fueled poetry for as long as humans have looked up at the stars. These poems explore the mystery of the divine - the awe of creation, the comfort of prayer, and the struggle of doubt.

They are conversations with the infinite, attempts to touch the hem of something larger than ourselves. From the grand architecture of the cosmos to the quiet voice in the heart, these verses seek the sacred in all things.

Featured Poems

The Architect

Seeing the creator in creation.

I see the blueprints in the leaf, the geometry of the spider's web, the precise math of the tides. Nothing this beautiful could be an accident.
The artist signed the canvas in the colors of the sunset, and left a fingerprint on the whirling galaxy.

- Divina Plan

The Silence

The struggle when no answer comes.

I shouted into the void, "Are you there?" The wind blew, the rain fell, but the sky said nothing.
I waited for a burning bush, a thunderclap, a sign.
But perhaps the answer was the breath in my lungs that allowed me to ask the question in the first place.

- Thomas Doubt

Sunday Morning

Faith found in ritual.

The stained glass paints the floor, a mosaic of red and blue light.
We stand together, a choir of imperfect voices reaching for a perfect note.
In this shared space, I feel a presence that is not me, warm and holding us all.

- Grace pew

Classic Voices

Pied Beauty

by Gerard Manley Hopkins (1877)

A hymn of praise to God for the variety of the world.

Glory be to God for dappled things - For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings; Landscape plotted and pieced - fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.

Batter my heart, three-person'd God

by John Donne (1633)

A desperate plea for divine intervention.

Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.

Micro Verses

God is the circle whose center is everywhere and circumference nowhere.

- Blaise Pascal

I looked for God and found only myself. I looked for myself and found only God.

- Sufi Proverb

The universe is God's autobiography.

- Cosmologist

Prayer is the key that fits the lock of the morning.

- Faithful

Deeper Explorations

Miracles

The impossible made real.

Water to Wine

The ordinary becomes divine with just a touch.
Every day the sun rises is a miracle enough.

- Cana Guest

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