God of Mystery
God of mystery your secret lies
Behind dry tears and empty eyes
Hearing troubled, hopeless sighs
Watching as an angel cries
God of a boundless universe
Fill the beggars empty purse
For all the chanting praise they do
Their soul still weeps for the love of you
God of a universe so wide
Filled with stars and pompous pride
written 2021.09.14
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