Rolling like a stone
Never in the same place,
Where is God now?
I seem to be displaced.
Lift me up like a star,
Rock my world with your light.
There is nowhere I really want to be
other than here with myself and I.
So where is God?
Is he a star?
Is he the shine that lights my night?
Perhaps, and just perhaps
He is all those things
And the most beautiful form of myself inside.
Viridiana Bordes (2004)
Never in the same place,
Where is God now?
I seem to be displaced.
Lift me up like a star,
Rock my world with your light.
There is nowhere I really want to be
other than here with myself and I.
So where is God?
Is he a star?
Is he the shine that lights my night?
Perhaps, and just perhaps
He is all those things
And the most beautiful form of myself inside.
Viridiana Bordes (2004)
Pregunta recurrente diaria en nuestra juventud, hasta que encuentras que dios eres tu, yo, el nosotros.
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