He walked with dust upon his feet,
Yet love poured forth from words so sweet.
No crown of gold, no temple high,
Just open hands and knowing eyes.
He said, “The kingdom’s not out there,
Not in the sky, not in a prayer.
No walls to build, no war to fight,
It lives within, it shines so bright.”
Love is the way, love is the call,
Not built of stone, no rise, no fall.
It lives in breath, it moves, it sings,
The kingdom waits in everything.
No laws to break, no sins to fear,
No angry god to draw you near.
Just light that rises through the night,
Just love that burns, forever bright.
They tried to claim him, hold him tight,
To twist his love into their fight.
But love can’t bow, it won’t be chained,
It whispers softly, still remains.
Love is the way, love is the call,
Not built of stone, no rise, no fall.
It lives in breath, it moves, it sings,
The kingdom waits in everything.
No path to walk, no road to climb,
The kingdom’s here, no need for time.
Not far away, not lost, not new,
It beats within, alive in you.
So breathe it in, let go, be free,
Love isn’t earned, love’s meant to be.
Not far away, not bought, not sold—
The kingdom’s here, within your soul.