By faith all bowed down
to worship as they believe.
Fate drawing them along
their different paths
in pursuit of the divine.
Each in different form
praying to that same God
as they deem fit.
Some faced the wall
maybe to shut out the light
in their darkness.
Others faced the ground,
maybe they are looking for
the light in their darkness.
Some others faced up,
maybe they are drawn to
the light in their darkness.
Each according to the
knowledge of the truth revealed
with that which they know,
bow to the God they believe.
Others close their eyes,
as if blind to check if there's
any light within their darkness.
Still some others shout out,
to invoked some imagined entity
from the oblivion of their dark
emptiness to find the unseen
and unknown God.  
Others still now bow to the carved
wood they made for themselves,
with other sculptures of silver and
gold and some other things they
imagined in their ignorant mind
and in waste they worship them.
Many bow and worship frivolous
man-made mundane things with
monetary values.
In truth the greater light is within
the depths of the castle of our spirit
hidden away from the prowling eyes
of mankind.
We all seemed lost in our search of
the true God of our hearts that's within
reach infused in us and pulsating with
love and power,
calling all with a subtle voice to yield.
His love is shed in our hearts where
he dwells and lives in Majesty.
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