Gods of the Woods and Lakes

I went searching for the gods
of the woods and the lakes
in humility I called
to the birds and the snakes

I searched in the spring
swollen creek, thawing air
I called out their names
but no one was there

I searched in the summer
through wave after wave
of glistening water
no signal they gave

I searched in the autumn
asked the fox and the dear
but no one had seen them
and winter drew near

I searched in the winter
down trails packed with snow
I asked a pale rider
but the answer was no

My search for the gods
through the woods, in the lake
has yielded this prayer
if you sleep, now awake