“It is better to travel well than to arrive.” – Buddah
Each of us a puzzle piece
searching to find a place to fit,
but no place exists.
The belonging is in perspective
and the perspective is in the world
and the world is in the wandering.
i can’t feel the god in me
and i am a stranger to myself.
if i could see the god in you
i would once again know who i am.
god is not in heaven.
You won’t find her
in the sky
between the satellites and the stars.
god is fractured among us.