The God within me

Quest for the eternal

Thirst for the almighty

I chose to meander aimlessly

I chose to swim searching for deeper shores

I couldn’t find Him

Until He showed up within me

Portraits of raw paint

Lifeless stones galore

Fables of fantasy

Belief galore

I looked for Him everywhere

Until he knocked silently on the closed doors of my icy soul

Everywhere I see

People believing the divine so dutifully

Offering their all

Hoping for an end to their life’s gloomy pall

He doesn’t exist in those grand structures

He exists in their belief and in their hope.

“Are you an atheist” they asked

I pondered, smiled and moved on

Unruly it would be of me to break their hope

For that hope is nothing but His holy presence

Unaware of His presence within their souls

Sad it is that yet they search for Him in stones and fables.

As I enjoy the God in me

Those gut calls of conscience helping me

Guiding me, chiding me and steering me towards calmness

He arrived at a time when I stopped searching

Thus all must look within instead of wandering clueless externally

For all must rejoice His being like I did and find the God in them!