It wasn’t odd or peculiar

but similar to any other lying around.

Yet it was placed in the center

and readily worshipped with vigour.

A stone painted in colours bright

had inexplicably become God overnight.

What was in it that wasn’t anywhere at all.

How was it different from the stones that were laid as steps or

went to build the compound wall.

Can a stone ever be seen as God ?

If yes, then why don’t we see Him,

elsewhere and everywhere around !

When our faith can sight Him even

in a stone then what prevents us from

seeing Him in the heart of every man.