As a mountain, God is tall
As amoeba, God is small
As the Christ child, God, She hides
As the Buddha, God is wise
God as 'God' is in your mind
As the sun, your mind is bright
As the dark, your mind is night
There is no one there inside
Nowhere left to hide
What you seek is what you find
Holy, all is holy
Feel your body move as grace
Stories, all the stories
Nothing more than sounds we make
Holy, all is holy
Feel your body move as grace
Stories, all the stories
Nothing more than sounds we make