God is crucified
The moment the path of worship
Intersects the path of war
When man is one
And paths are many
Then at every cross road
Man is bound to be crucified
Wars break out
Only when God resembles
Not of heart but of face of man
Because faces are many
But heart of all looks alike
There is no road to truth
Thing can't lead to nothing
How can man see God
So long he has not seen himself?
God remains a mere concept
When man is bypassed
Look deep inside, go not far
From the very beginning
He is already there.
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