He doesn't live only in the dark corner of a temple.
He lives everywhere what thee can imagine,
Open thine eyes and see thy God is not in front of you.
He is there where sufferers are suffering,
He is there where people are crying for foods,
He is there where poeple are suffering from critical diseases,
He is there where people are doing hardship in the hard ground,
He is there where scientists are trying to find out better way for us,
He is there where the poor people are breaking stones for our luxurious buildings,
He is with them who try to change their lives themselves.
He is with them who never try to hurt people,
He is with them whose clothes are covered with dust and mud.
So come out of thine meditation and prayers and keep aside thine flowers.
What will happen if thine clothes become dirty?
Thee should come out and meet them and stand by them who are trying their best for mankind.
That will be thine best meditations and worship because God always stay with them.
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