God’s palace it is, I heard;
Neither seen nor visited,
What does it look like? I asked,
Does it look like a temple? Mused,
Or does it look like a mosque? Presumed,
Or does it look like a church? Confused,
None but like a shape of a heart,
Came reply from God,
From it pumping blood,
To organs of Temple,
Mosque and Church,
Kept them in health and life as such
Thereby proliferating
Humanity, divinity,
Love, peace and beauty
As time goes by…………………
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