We Make The Creator

We Make the Creator

We went lookin’ for God in the sky above,

Thought He lived in some distant kind of love,

But every time we prayed alone,

All we found was an echo in a stone.

Then we looked at each other, heart to heart,

And something broke that kept us apart,

Our pride fell down, our walls got thin,

And a different kind of light moved in.

We don’t find the Creator, we make Him here,

From every intention, every fear,

Between our hearts and the space we bring,

That space between us is everything.

Every thought we hold about the Ten,

Is the shape of the world we’re livin’ in,

If we judge, we darken the frame,

If we love, we give Him a name.

No image, no face, no holy throne,

Just the will to bestow in flesh and bone,

What we build in the space we share,

Is the only God we can declare.

We don’t find the Creator, we make Him here,

From every intention, every fear,

Between our hearts and the space we bring,

That space between us is everything.

No friends, no God — that’s the law,

No love, no Light — no form at all,

The Upper Light just waits in line,

Till we design the interface inside.

We don’t find the Creator, we make Him true,

From how we relate, from how we choose,

Not in the heavens, not in our head,

But in the love that we build instead.