I looked for god in the bushes and trees
That were soughing in the sunshine in the freshening breeze
But no sign of god in the wood anywhere
Though the wild birds of Nature chirped and whistled there
In the park by the bay of god there was no trace
Though peace and beauty there never out of place
The beauty of Nature everywhere around me
But the one i was looking for i did not see
In the paddocks off of the roadway to the coastal town
No sign of god there as i drove up and down
Wherever i looked of god no sign or trace
Till i met an old man with age lines on his face
When i told him i was looking for god with a scratch of his chin
He said in every good person god is living within.
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