What is 'God'?

And what is ‘God’?,
When the word ‘God’ is there,
The God is not,
We conjure ,
that we are impure.
And must need someone else
To reach the other Shore.
So we take up a clothing,
A mask, and A huge Task
Rational and Pompous,
In Books ,On campus.

But the Scriptures Scream,
‘Neti,Neti’ ‘Not this,No this.’
Its not only the duality of Two,
That Scriptures point to .
They point to Sky Infinite
But we look at the finger,
And Block our view.
How do we see the infinite?
Despite of every Guide,
It’s a pointless point.
It’s a pathless ride.

And There is nothing to this
That is new,
We approach The One from Two
And The None from Many,
This is the limitation of words,
For a lot they conceal,
Than that they can reveal.
Yet we go to their fine refuge,
Our only ship,
Our only cruise.

Even when we are sayin
That ‘ Empty is this Pot’
This emptiness is still within,
The boundaries of The Thought,
But when the Pot itself is gone,
How can the Boundaries be born?.
This is the pure emptiness,
Empty within its own space.

So where is ‘God’?
Neither in forest,
Nor in the City,
Neither in Purush
Nor in Prakriti.
Neither in ‘this’
Nor in ‘that’
But in nothingness in between,
When the Thought is Not.
When the Pot is Not.

Listen! O ,Wise Friends,
Only If you really Care
Its accessible to everyone,
Yet Realized By The Rare.