Unending without answers
Pondered in the dark
From the time round campfires
Half naked on Summer's nights
When the splash of stars
The Milky Way called
Were told in stories of heroes
And gods so many
Until there was finally just One
Complete and whole
Who we could never comprehend
But in Whose Mind we exist
Even as adolescents now
In technology's clothing walk
In arrogance of what we created
Denying that He even exists
Only to be slapped down in wonder
Reminded that there's still so little
We know or understand about
This Great Creation of His
Because at the end of all our
Mathematical equations in numbers
We find Him staring back at us
Smiling...
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