A Nod Toward God

Every day a nod toward God.
Naming makes it smaller.
Reaching for it denies the Presence.
Reading assigns it to the author's hands.
Writing starts a focus,
but it's not in the words.
Singing praises is a start.
Admire the loving source.
You are not alone. 
Knowing, or not knowing,
is all that is ever happening.
Being is the nod towards God.
Start like a seed with a small split.
Every moment rendered completely,
 widens the gap.
One day, the seed breaks
and the beauty shines yourself back at you.