I'm going through an Enigma phase right now. I saw this quote on the inside cover of their "The Cross of Changes" album and it really struck me.
It's a bit heretical. So, without further ado...
I tried to find Him on the Christian cross, but He was not there; I went to the Temple of the Hindus and to the old pagodas, but I could not find a trace of Him anywhere.
I searched on the mountains and in the valleys but neither in the heights nor in the depths was I able to find Him. I went to the Caaba in Mecca, but He was not there either.
I questioned the scholars and the philosophers, but He was beyond their understanding.
I then looked into my heart and it was there where He dwelled that I saw Him;
He was nowhere else to be found.
Jelaluddin Rumi was born in the what we now call Afghanistan in 1207.