Once I saw God,
Standing behind a tree.
He wanted to play hide and seek;
Wanted me to count as he ran to hide.
But I didn’t.
One time He was swimming
Inside my cup of pineapple sake,
At a sushi restaurant.
I lifted Him to my lips,
But He disappeared.
I swear I saw Him playing guitar,
At a concert in L.A.
He broke into a solo,
But ran away
Before I could get his autograph.
There was only one time
That I could smell His scent,
Feel His warmth
And touch His soul to mine –
When I held you.