People tend to find God in the mountains
or the desert, somewhere unsheltered
by the infrastructure of the city –
Search for God in a city, you come back
with shopping bags and pizza;
search for God in the wilderness, you find God
because there is nothing else to find –
You carry God back in your camping lantern,
but, like a jar of fireflies, the spark
typically dies on the drive home.
You pack that dusty jar of exoskeletons
in the garage, the attic, perhaps the basement
somewhere alongside other boxed relics
unearthed only for special occasions.