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A Divine Chaos

The universe is full of awe and mystery And certainly it has no recorded history The pious do trust it as God’s ingenuity Opinions are personal, short of remedy. The sceptic questions the divine meddling In the natures’ routine continual trending It drives on even when no one is attending It is but a natural process without binding. Believers describe it as a divine comedy The atheists condemn it as divine tragedy But the few intelligent and the judicious Refer to it as nothing but a divine chaos.

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