VW4U

Catacombs and Cellars

 

We are looking for God

Even the ones who don’t know

Are searching high and low

And if you see him

Please tell him so

Hasten to let him know

That, trapped here below,

In catacombs and cellars deep

We often, in sadness weep

As beauty teases, dances by

Places where his music seems nigh

Amorous, mysterious, distant,

Quite piquant

To hungry souls that weep

In catacombs and cellars deep

 

Please, tell him…

Comments2

  • Diamond

    Hmm...He would say "find your own peace". Seriously ha! All power of God is as much in oneself as much as it is in the creative force of the Cosmos.

    • VW4U

      Thanks, Diamond!

      • Lorna

        I sort of agree with Diamond........ once you figure out it's in you and in nature therein lies solace.

      • OUTBACK

        THE END* of THE SEARCH* = IS THE ( PRESENCE* of THE PRESENT )* [ HERE & NOW ]* ! ( IMAGINATION* is KEY )* ! INFINITE* - REALITIES* !



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