I entered into God's Cathedral.
Not a church built with man's hands, but by the merest thought of God.
Here, I could see the mightiest- and how small they were.
I could see the smallest- and how great they were.
And I could see the greatness and smallness in myself.
In the silence, I could diligently seek Him.
And find Him in every step.
In the singing I could hear His Glory;
in the air, smell His censor.
My, but there are a lot of pews!
But they are scattered in every direction!
That's because, in this cathedral,
God is everywhere.
What do you come seeking?
And do you find it?
If I am patient...
...Because she is often well-hidden.
This, then, is unlike any other church!
Well, except in one respect.
You see, here there is only one other congregant;
and even here...
...Sometimes I'd like to boot him right in the butt!