initially the just (and i'm hesitant to say this in case a bolt of...) wonder at the close seemed a bit flat.
but poetry's about where words are placed, isn't it (yes).
so i like that this girl outside is seeming all no not not not, but it's about wonder, yes? it appears no, it appears as if she's questioning the possibility that perhaps, yes, god does exist, lastly, it's all these things and that, primarily, she is a god creature and in her lies the wonder.
when looking at it that way, i just love this understated and cleverly stated poem, and i'm not even a god person. you'll shoot back that every body is a god- person (meaning that god blessed each of us) and i'll be ok with that.
Yes, those contractions are a curse, but you can edit them out after posting. Try that!
I like what you are saying here, that stillness and feeling of God's presence. I must say I have never stood outside freezing to feel it though, -- guess I am a sook! That feeling comes over me often without warning during a daydreamy moment. Good work here. Ted.