Kinetic Energy

Every child has known God,
Not the God of names,
Not the God of don'ts,
Not the God who ever does
Anything weird,
But the God who knows only 4 words
And keeps repeating them, saying:
"Come Dance with Me."
Come Dance.

Hafiz

Observations...

It's always the guilty ones who preach the loudest. The story of the prodigal son isn't merely an excuse to keep effing it up, people.