Sky

When I search for You, my God,
I look up to the skies.
I see wonderful clouds

When I search for You, my God,
sometimes I find only clouds
sometimes however
the clouds seem to tell:

Hans, why look up so high
Surely you can find our Creator
here so high in the sky,
It is much easier if look close-by

When I search for You, my God,
I start to look up high
I soon realize that You are there
but also  that You are near
now and here
every time, every where

All we have to do is connect.
All we have to do is tune in.