It Is Not These

It is not the Moon
Not the Stars
Not the Sun that call to me.

It is not the Earth
Not the trees
Not the river that enlighten me.

It is not the ocean
Not the constellations
Not the mountains that save me.

It is the Gods, mighty and resplendent.

It is not the breeze
Not the storm
Not the not the chill of night that reassure me.

It is not fire
Not water
Not air that sustain me.

It is not war
Not peace
Not even truth that excite me.

It is the Gods, blessed and eternal, in whom all things are manifest.