Oh men, where are you going?
Who are you looking for?
Your God is right here.
he lives in your own neighborhood.
His face is veiled.
he hides behind screens calling for you,
while you search and lose yourself
in the wilderness and the desert.
Cease looking for flowers,
there blooms a garden in your own home.
While you go looking for trinkets,
your treasure trail awaits you
in your own being.
There is no need for suffering,
God is here!
Wonderful display of bonding!
Love this!
We had 13 in a Dodge Dart in high school but we were kid sized.