The Pious Deist

How could a being so great and grand

Care for a speck as small as man?

For if God cared, why does he hide

In everything before my eyes?

Creator absent from our lives

While we are left to grow and thrive

So apathetic

So enigmatic

To man's condition

Frail and tragic

"Stop!" 

The voice of reason cried

I froze in place

A whisper sighed

"O' man, why worship gods of stone?"

"Within your being is my throne"

"Though darkness clouds"

"Though far you roam"

"Our hearts embrace"

"You're not alone!"

These words as marrow in my bones

Sank in so deep 

Their truth--a tome

The deist creed

A futile path

Like atheists'

Vacuous math

And though I know that I am known

The blind must feel there way back home

Personal Limits

A ball rolled in the street

The child ran to get it

Her daddy yelled and stopped her

And this was to his credit

The child was too short of course

To see oncoming traffic

The parent scolded carelessness

The outcome would be tragic

As he explained in detail

All the child heard was gibberish

She didn't have the intellect

But knew she didn't get her wish

How much are we like children

When we do not get our way

Our limited perspective

Makes us blame God in dismay

I don't pretend to know

Or fend inequities of life

But in the end I hope Love mends

The broken heart and strife

Super Natural

With supernatural powers 

The comic hero could fly 

Faster than the speed of sound

Master of the skies

He could hear clear people speak

Around the planets girth

And see better than any creature

Known to live on earth

So the comic book author got on the plane

Used his cellphone to make a hotel reservation

Then google-mapped it on his computer

Potentials

They say energy can't be destroyed

It simply changes form

It cannot be created

Eternal is its norm 

They say matter and energy 

Are interchangeable 

Essentially the same stuff 

Though force or particle

Like water, clouds, and ice

Are simply H2O

Just differing in structure

But still the same

Ergo

Manifest or latent 

Potentials do exist 

And cannot be extinguished

By change, but shall persist

Thus form is mere potential

Like geometric shape

With countless possibilities

In essence and innate

All of which is hidden 

As in a potter's clay

To shape and reshape endlessly

Divine designs array

Nonsense

What is nonexistence like?

I thought and thought

All through the night

I had no clue and gained no ground

Looking for corners in the round

Now I'm an expert

Thick and dense

With lots of great experienced

I'll share with you my own two cents

This nonexistent intelligence

So hearken ye, forsooth, and hence

The whole matter is but nonsense

The All

All knowledge that exists--exists

All power yet the same

Within throughout without a doubt

Divinity selfsame

The Alpha

What set in motion the universe?

What was the cause and which came first?

What sent a ripple in throughout?

And what can do so without doubt?

I searched the cosmos all around

The physical, but never found

Initial cause before effect

Then thought of will in introspect 

How is it I can cause with ease

Simple effects, and how I please

All this arising with volition

Sentient desire on a mission

Does anything else wield such power

As awareness does hour by hour

I see no other force on earth

Nor in the heavens, but this First

The only instigating force

A Sentient Will Creative Source

The big bang by itself's a dud

Though science seeks beginnings bud

For plain as day the truth display

Will dominates--physics obey