BUSINESS of FAITH
What is a religion? What it Faith? What is the God?
Dwelling in this chaos, somewhere between here and nowhere the thoughts sit.
Trying to find an answer. Wondering what a prayer is. What does God sound like.
Will HE sound like the thunder? Or like a roaring wave?
Or may be like a the strings played in the high note... ever soothing.
Perhaps i ll find it out if I cry out to HIM?
Or sing a Hymn in my secret prayers?
Or perhaps burn a sacrifice with incense on it to please HIM?
What is it that i seek? An idol? A book? A symbol? A song?
What is the personification of God?
An act of kindness in itself is considered as a representation of God says the world
I wonder if the act is a selfless action...
We seek profits in our donation, a donation built on the foundation which states
Be benefited in heaven for an act of kindness on earths
A world painted i the white, a clean canvas,
Letting us paint it the way we want... Left the world in chaos!
Left the hearts in misery ...
Left the soul stranded in prostitution...
Sing my soul... Loud and clear... weep in agony and pain
Till the Gods speak, show themselves in their glory
Pray in silence, pray in the crowds, pray...
For the veil hanging between the prayers and the ears is thick
Wrapping us up and hiding us from the light
What do i seek...
Answer me my soul...Answer me!
Dwelling in this chaos, somewhere between here and nowhere the thoughts sit.
Trying to find an answer. Wondering what a prayer is. What does God sound like.
Will HE sound like the thunder? Or like a roaring wave?
Or may be like a the strings played in the high note... ever soothing.
Perhaps i ll find it out if I cry out to HIM?
Or sing a Hymn in my secret prayers?
Or perhaps burn a sacrifice with incense on it to please HIM?
What is it that i seek? An idol? A book? A symbol? A song?
What is the personification of God?
An act of kindness in itself is considered as a representation of God says the world
I wonder if the act is a selfless action...
We seek profits in our donation, a donation built on the foundation which states
Be benefited in heaven for an act of kindness on earths
A world painted i the white, a clean canvas,
Letting us paint it the way we want... Left the world in chaos!
Left the hearts in misery ...
Left the soul stranded in prostitution...
Sing my soul... Loud and clear... weep in agony and pain
Till the Gods speak, show themselves in their glory
Pray in silence, pray in the crowds, pray...
For the veil hanging between the prayers and the ears is thick
Wrapping us up and hiding us from the light
What do i seek...
Answer me my soul...Answer me!
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