And where is it,
my child,
that you expect
to see God?
Do not be afraid
to look beyond the steeple,
to step outside the walled enclave,
the Wednesday nights
and Sunday mornings
where worship traditionally occurs.
Stop, and look;
see the tree
that waits outside the door;
breathe the scent of fallen leaves
and know the love
that always waits
for you.
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