There’s all sorts of gods, all sorts and every sort,
and every god that humanity has ever known is still a god today
the African queer ones and Scandinavian queer ones,
the Greek beautiful ones, the Phoenician ugly ones, the Aztec hideous
    ones
goddesses of love, goddesses of dirt, excrement-eaters or lily virgins
Jesus, Buddha, Jehovah and Ra, Egypt and Babylon
all the gods, and you see them all if you look, alive and moving today,
and alive and moving tomorrow, many tomorrows, as yesterdays.

Where do you see them, you say?
You see them in glimpses, in the faces and forms of people, in glimpses.

When men and women, when lads and girls are not thinking,
when they are pure, which means when they are quite clean from self-
    consciousness
either in anger or tenderness, or desire or sadness or wonder or mere
    stillness
you may see glimpses of the gods in them.