My Religion

You ask me "what is my religion"?
Now what if I say I have None?
   You'll be wrongly impressed,
   And unduly distressed
So wait - I have only begun.

My creed in the sense that you mean it,
Has no single symbol, or sign.
   Big, impressive, or small,
   There is good in them all,
So perhaps Your religion is mine.

My doctrine is any that stands
For the honor and virtue of men.
   For whatever we preach,
   We're all striving to reach
A mutual goal in the end.

My church is the one that is nearest
Wherever I happen to be.
   The place where men go
   Their devotion to show,
Is good - and sufficient for me.

What matters the Name on the mileposts
That stand by the path you have trod?
   If the pathway leads UP
   Then at last you shall sup
With the infinite army of God.