I saw the face of god in the laughter of a child,
I saw it in the zeal of a bee carrying nectar to the hive.

I saw it in the eyes of a cuddling mother,
I saw it in the sweat of a struggling potter.

I saw it in the mascara laden eyes of a happy bride,
I saw it In the serenity of the ocean after a tide.

I saw it in the wisdom of old and wise,
I saw it in the rays of a beach sunrise.

I saw it in the blessing of elders,
I saw it in the honour of a vailant soldier.

Its when I saw within, that I realised,
That he lives in the hearts of those devoid of pride.

That he breathes through the kindness of one’s actions,
The face is all but a mere reflection.