Dawn breaks,
Awaking me to our universe:
Ever expanding,
Into infinite space.
Billions of stars,
Planet and moons.
Countless possibilities,
Multiverse or not.
Too vast to comprehend.
Together we are
But a leaf in the forest,
Drop in the ocean,
Grain of sand on the beach.
Lost in orderly chaos.
One sparkle in a firework display.
Logically there should be higher powers
And maybe one supreme being, ruling all.
Call it Gods or God
Whatever you like.
Feel free to choose your own.
Select from the maelstrom of energy and life
That is out there.
Choose from intelligences way beyond our reckoning.
For names are nothing but convenience
For we ants
As we look up at the stars.
Paul Butters
Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 4:41 AM UTC
Dawn breaks,
Awaking me to our universe:
Ever expanding,
Into infinite space.
Billions of stars,
Planet and moons.
Countless possibilities,
Multiverse or not.
Too vast to comprehend.
Together we are
But a leaf in the forest,
Drop in the ocean,
Grain of sand on the beach.
Lost in orderly chaos.
One sparkle in a firework display.
Logically there should be higher powers
And maybe one supreme being, ruling all.
Call it Gods or God
Whatever you like.
Feel free to choose your own.
Select from the maelstrom of energy and life
That is out there.
Choose from intelligences way beyond our reckoning.
For names are nothing but convenience
For we ants
As we look up at the stars.
Paul Butters
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