God Stroked His Beard
And so it came to pass
We had lunch, God and me
The conversation began to flow
As we relaxed over coffeeGod then stroked his beard
And he waited with good grace
As I struggled with my question
He looked kindly on my faceSo why are we here?
The human race, I clarified
He thought and stirred his coffee,
Cleared his throat and then replied.I created this Universe
14 billion years ago
I created all the laws
But how it ends I do not knowThe truth is in experience
And in competition’s push
In sharing and connecting
In creating and love’s rushGod then stroked his beard
And he waited with good grace
As I struggled with my question
He looked kindly on my faceSo why create this Universe?
Or others, I clarified
He thought and stirred his coffee
Cleared his throat and then replied.To create independent life
And have someone to share
There is a lot of space
To have no one else there.We are all connected
And all part of the same
In a circle that goes round
In an endless gameGod then stroked his beard
And he waited with good grace
As I struggled with my question
He looked kindly on my face
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