From the recording Holy Fallout
Where is the door to God?
In the sound of the barking dog,
in the ring of a hammer,
in the drop of rain,
in the face of everyone I see.
Every child has know God,
not the god of names,
not the god of “don’ts”
not the god who ever does anything weird,
but the God who only knows four words
and keeps repeating them again,
“Come dance with me.”