god would look like george burns.
(kidding, of course...)
god is a spectrum of light with colors i haven't begun to imagine yet that flows through the air like a rainbow of tides.
god looks like an old man and a young woman and a small child.
god tastes like fine red wine, and soft sponge cake, and a juicy pear plucked from a green garden.
god smells like fresh laundry, and salty sea mist, and my grandmother's perfume.
god sounds like a finely tuned violin, and a moment of passion, and a sigh of relief after a long day.
god feels like an old pair of shoes, and a new dress, and warm milk on a really cold night.
god knows what all professors know, and of all the stories told, and of everything in this pretty little head of mine.
as far as religion goes...
god doesn't need religion.
man needs religion,
or man thinks he needs religion.
but all he really needs
is god.
(yes. i know. cliches abound.
i don't have all day to wax poetic you know.)