The Idolaters and The Idol(H)aters, A Poem

They say God is everywhere
And that I am their Lord. But
They do not see me everywhere.
They may break my idols,
They have been doing that
Since time I laid down the law.
In the land I was born and in
The lands beyond where my words spread.
But can they erase my image
From your hearts, my true place?
Can they take me out of your memory
That has been enriched by my thoughts?
Did I ever preach you to carve my shapes?
Did I ever stop who did it out of love?
Innumerable they are, every where you see my forms.
In the plants and flowers, in the rivers, in the earth
In the heavens, the stars and the worlds you may never know.
The worlds and the lands they can never fathom, try they may.
Can they ever destroy that which cannot be?
Can they destroy that which they cannot see?
Can they destroy that which they cannot touch?
Can they destroy that which abides in them?
I am knowledge, I am ignorance,
I am everything you want (me) to be and
Also that which you do not want (me)
To be as you come nearer to me.
Believe me, these idol haters love me so much that they
Do not want me to be just a rock in the mountains.