God

If you asked me about God,

I would have no answer,

He sits in a church,

Maybe nailed to a cross,

Or He could be on top,

Of some mountain,

Meditating on rocks.

Or She is just happy,

On her swan,

Or killing those who did us wrong,

Maybe he is in a mosque,

Or maybe there is no God

But I see it every day,

In the water and springs,

In the sky,

In your pride and your parades,

If something was God I see it in your eyes,

When you fight and have courage.

Thank you for showing me divine

As he or she sits not in a temple,

But in your mind.