I Found Where God Is Hiding

Their gods were in the bathroom washing off their sins, while the laid at their dining table offerings of breakfast and lunch. Nobody believed my friendship with the wood carver, not even a wind of human could understand us. This man saw god in my words, my actions, my stories of the bright fire-stone that is falling from sky, this man heard gods in my tale of nights when I had dreams.

So today, he gathered you all in your ignorance to tell you this; that the gods in your little rooms still worship one they call God, and only those who have dreamt dreams can tell you where to find him. Yes! I do not argue this, but for you to know where God is hiding, you have to sleep and follow me into my dreams, you have to live with all your heart, you have to give in all earnest and above all, you have to forgive like it doesn’t hurt, only when these are done will we find where he his hiding.

Ruddapoet [TRCP]