Moss Among the Rocks
Ever walk along a damp forest trail
and wonder at the sparkle and the
beauty of the shiny rocks on the path?
They sparkle in comparison to all the
misty moss surrounding them.
I sometimes feel that this moss is us
and the rocks are Religion,
confusing us in all its multitude
in our search for God.
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