Fog
the sun drops his knee on fog
a diurnal genuflection that
explains the lack of clarity in the prayer’s thought
when god prays to himself
using the fog’s opaque cushion
we know god is a child
who pretends to pray
because in the midst of his holy make-believe childhood
he is a beautiful version of daffodil twirling in dew
Copyright © 2016 by Vi Khi Nao. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on January 8, 2016, by the Academy of American Poets.