I was searching for God thousands of lives…
One day in total seclusion and disparity,I whispered:
“God speak to me”,and bird sang,but I did not hear.
So I yelled, “God let me hear you”,
And the thunder rolled across the the sky,but I did not listen.
I looked arround and said: “Godlet me see you”,
And a star shone brightly,but I did not notice.
And then I shouted: “God show me a miracle”,
And a life was born,but I did not apprehend.
So I cried out in despair, “Touch me God let me know that you are here!”
Whereupon
God reached down and touch me,but I brushed the butterfly away and walk on.
So my real search started…
1 day passed
10 day passed
finally after 60 year
I saw him,sometimes far away.I rushed,by the time I would reach there he
had gone further.
It went on and on .But finally I arrived at the door and on the door was a sign "this is the house where God lives"
I became worried for the first time. I became very troubled.Trembling I went up the stairs.
I was just about to knock on the door ,and suddenly in a flash, I saw,
If I knock on the door and God opens the door,Then what?
Then everything is finished,my pilgrimages.my great adventures,my philosophy,my poetry,all the longing of my heart,all is finished,it will be suicide.
Seeing the point, I removed my shoes from my feet because going back down the stairs might creat some noise and from the moment I reached the bottom of step I ran.
I have not looked back.Since then I have been running for thousands of years,I am still searching for God.Although now I know where he lives.
So all I have to do is avoid that place and I can go on searching for him everywhere else.Bit I have to avoid that house.
That house haunts me. I remember it perfectly. If by chance I accidently enter that house,then all is finished.
