The human enigma of God

In his image are we,
Which begs the question, are thee he?
Are we pieces of his mind set free?
Is this all that ever be?
Too many are these thoughts I see…
Perhaps our race unearthed as collective,
Be of god’s unconscious selective.
Perhaps god are we,
Perhaps we create there for we be.
Perhaps in a sea of “we”,
I live there for I be.





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