Search For God

Crystals like in kaleidoscope But kaleidoscope is an illusion A magic trick The mathematics of it don’t stick But in stars there are as many bodies As in kaleidoscope one will see But they are real And stretch for infinity Their beauty is sublime Their equations surreal Divine They make one feel But even they Who‘s equations are beyond time Imagination that needs no reference point Sublime Noting they are With spirit compared But spirit can grow Like knowledge that is shared Spirit may grow But what does it mean truly divine It is hard to comprehend Much less put it in simple rhyme It is a counter balance To all reality And only trough Great Eye One can see life no longer designed by a fool in all its majesty