He does not live anywhere above the sky
And I thought this is unbelievably queer
But the nosey astronauts went so high
Yet, could not find Him there.
So these scientists with nature spar
Claiming they know so much - fie!
How could they have travelled that far
For Something that is this nigh?
For He dwells certainly nowhere
For those who seek solid evidence
But He dwells surely everywhere
For those who seek Him with essence.
Yes, He dwells in your heart
Its conscience and pulsating beat
In the meadow, in the burrow of the cat
Even in the den dug in utmost secret.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem