Different Paths

Long ago one day
A Child asked an angel
A question very old
Which is the best Religion?

She just smiled
At the inquisitive child
She held his tiny hand
And went to a tropical land

The sea was huge
Fed by many a river
The colour a vibrant blue
It made the child quiver.

"What do you see, sweet child?"
"I see a big great sea",he replied,
"Fed by many rivers wild."

"Rivers lose their identity,"
The Angel began solemnly,
"When they merge into the sea.

"The Rivers are the Religions
Leading all to the mighty sea
All of them guide people
Just different paths his altar holy."