The Search For God - Poem by joana bluementhal
I searched for you in every holy place,
looked for you in every holy text.
The power that has always been there,
but failed to find you anywhere.
I closed my eyes and listened to my heart,
asked myself as to where is god?
'You love me, why are you away then?
an 'inner voice' soon replied-
'I am there you see, i have always been,
I am the support on which you always lean.'
'Where GOD, where', I asked, growing insane,
'Who do you think are your parents then? '
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