All the trees and plants, grasses, animals, humans, even demons you see — in all of them resides that divine power. That divine power permeates everything. Some call it Soul, some call it God, some Ishwar, some Allah, some Bhagwan. Whatever one’s heart desires, they may call it. There is no objection or contradiction in this.

That which you seek is within you. It is not in the mosque, nor in the temple. Just as the sky and the ocean are unfathomable, so too is that power. Its depth has never been measured — what it is, how much it is, since when and until when it exists. Neither our sages nor Western scientists have been able to grasp it. It simply is. It is beloved, it feels good. Why? Because the divine is within ourselves.

Bow your head a little and look within. As the Urdu poet Iqbal said —

This form is imagination, whether Kaaba or temple of idols;
I am in you, you are in me, O beloved vision;
When I bow my head, a mirror appears;
I will tell the cupbearer this mystic secret.

That divine is in all of us. In all of us, it is the same.

— Sadguru Shri Vasudev Rameshwar Ji Tiwari