God is within me, and without
God is within me, and without He's in the twinkle of a child's eye and in warmth of a partner He's in the energies of my atheist friend and vivacity of another He's in the raindrop on my windowsill after a long night of storm He's in the auroras of North and the hot breeze of Sahara He's in the heart of a healer and in the faith of a patient He's in the blessings of a mother and entreaties of a child He envelopes me like a benevolent parent and puts his hand through my hair He guides me into challenges and stops me from falling He's in the song of my prophet and verse of my poet He whispers his innovations in my ear and shows me a kalaidescope in my dreams He's in the smile of a beggar and in benevolence of a rich man He's in the compassion of a thief and guilt of a criminal He's in this world and next and beyond all worlds and words He's in life and in death and beyond both My God, My Creator...