Si Deus, Unde Malum
Does indeed destroy

Every human lie
But not human every joy

All attempts to think
Through theodicy

End in total failure
The Silence of Eternity

But perhaps here lies the hope
Amidst the Dark of Night

Even though everything
Will not turn out right

A Creative Cosmic Artist
Lives within our brains

Moving us from within
In this world of persistent pain

Driving, driving, driving
Towards beauty we can't quite see

A reaching and yearning
For mystical unity

This old world new transformed
Through the view of poetry!