God shrinking into only one man and one book is an enemy; not a friend

Dear my son,

I am not teaching you of a God

Who shrinks his availability only into

One man, one book,

One place, one time

One language, one tradition.

Denying finally to

To every one's 

Conscience and common sense.

Rather, my dear son,

I do teach you of a God

Expanding and shrinking into

Each and every one’s

Conscience and common sense

Giving divinity to each and every one

Every book, every place

Every language and every tradition.

Never denying and denied

But being closer and familiar.

Dear my son,

God I teach you is not

A stranger or an enemy

But a friend

A close friend

Chatting and walking with you.

Like your common sense and conscience

So, my dear son,

No God, or

One God, or

Many Gods

All the same.

All one and the same.