I'm looking for god, but I don't know where to start
Perhaps he lies dormant in the vastness of my heart
A seasoned man advised me to consult an old book
Within the back pages and footnotes to look
But with what I found, I wasn't pleased
For within even a thousand pages, god can't be squeezed
Too many rules, and laws commanded to obey
But the word of god doesn't command to stay
Perhaps god resides in a holy house
I heard of it's extravagant windows and the holy mans embroidered blouse
But What need does god have for buildings such as these
Or the monuments erected to appease
For the entire universe is the house of God
He can't reside in a confined quad
What of the poor, the sick, and those full of despair
Surely God has to be there
To lift there hopes, and to set them free
From the shackles placed on them by society.
But alas, my efforts are to no avail
For if god where there, they would prevail.
How about with the wealthy, The ones who are doing well
Does god network with them? From heaven to hell.
But god is good, benevolent, and full of joy
God does not judge nor employ.
I'm looking for god, but where can he be.
I can't see him, but his will keeps beckoning me.
He's not in a place, but alongside  the flow of life
In the people you meet, and the moments of strife.
He's along side the birds, the fish and the trees
Alongside anything eager to please.
He is the collective will, of the universe in motion
But it's hard to hear him amongst all the commotion
You must silence your mind, and pick your body apart
Then allow God to resonate from the vastness of your heart