i have lived

i have lived

god hear my voice.  i reach out to you for answers, for direction.
it is the only way. but where do we reach out to?
in this life i see and hear many definitions of you. 
many have opinions of you and your rules and your way.
spread across the world, 
there are doctrines and books and churches and temples and priests and ministers.
there are different languages, countless interpretations of holy text ... of your word.
they all speak of love.
they all speak of living a life that is right.
culture after culture sits in their own land 
and dreams of you, searches for you.
lord, there are wars 
being fought in your name ...
or is it really in the name of religion, of faith,
or mankind.
but in which of these cultures, which of these texts,
which of these interpretations do we follow,
do we believe.
can they all be of you, for you, with you.
where do you send your blessing.


can you ever look into your own eyes
and know what you see.
can a mirror tell the truth, a true reflection.
if it is not in the mirror where we see a true reflection of ourselves,
where can we see this, 
where do we see a true and pure reflection of you lord.


do people believe, 
the way they do
because of the culture they have lived
the people that raised them, with their beliefs
from repetition of values, morals, beliefs
ways of understanding this world, 
ways of understanding god.
do we believe certain things about you god
from the things that have been passed down, generation after generation.
are not each culture's interpretations of life, of you
different, as well as each person's experience


why do a lot want to tell people the way to believe, 
the way to see you and understand you in the life
can that person not trust their own experience, their own 
connection with you.
why do some people insist of telling others what to think of you.
do you not speak clearly enough into the heart and soul of each life?