In search of God, they claimed, they found,
Within the mosque, they said He's bound.
To those places, I ventured, boundless,
But found emptiness, nothing profoundness.

Another voice then beckoned me near,
In temples and shrines, "God is here!"
From one sacred space to another I'd roam,
Yet still, His presence felt like foam.

Every corner I diligently sought,
With dedication,...