Spot the Middle Finger?

Motoring a speedboat on the Vembanad lake, I was complaining about how the wind was messing up my hair, how there was too much coconut oil in the food, etc. My cousin pointed out this apt reply to my whining. We could not stop laughing. Almost like God himself was flipping me for whining about 'his own country'.

Blunt eloquent digit—
it points to the sky
I thank god for giving me
everyday to raise here