Invisible Religion (Jungian Candied Overture)

Sometimes I go to church on Sunday morning, kneel where the light comes through. But the world is my church every moment after, in the way I love, in the way I move. My invisible religion lives in every breath I take, in the space between your heart and mine. It’s not written in the hymnal, it’s not spoken from the pulpit line. My invisible religion is the love I carry, it’s the God I find in your eyes. Chorus: The world is my church, the world is my prayer, my invisible religion blooms everywhere. Every faith, every doubt, every sacred space, my invisible religion is love without a face. Verse Two: I see the divine in every temple, every mosque, every synagogue, every sacred ground. I see the God in the atheist’s question, in the space between the stars where truth is found. The world is my church and my church is the world, every mountain, every ocean, every soul. My invisible religion knows no borders, it makes the broken whole. Chorus: The world is my church, the world is my prayer, my invisible religion blooms everywhere. Every faith, every doubt, every sacred space, my invisible religion is love without a face. Bridge: I don’t believe in walls between believers, I believe in the love that binds us all. My invisible religion is the prayer that rises from a thousand different tongues, the answer to a thousand different calls. Chorus: The world is my church, the world is my prayer, my invisible religion blooms everywhere. Every faith, every doubt, every sacred space, my invisible religion is love without a face. Chorus: The world is my church, the world is my prayer, my invisible religion blooms everywhere. Every faith, every doubt, every sacred space, my invisible religion is love without a face.