Origins

If nothing existed before we began, Is Earth an illusion, a figment of man? From nothingness comes oneness and from oneness despair; Man sees not contempt yet breathes the same air. Man's not separate from the thoughts he doesn't see; No more than the droplet to the mist of the sea. Is the grain of the wood just a lifeless, empty soul; A part of the bigger picture, yet not part of the goal? Are the waves of electric any less because we do not see? Are the zephyrs off the oceans only nonentities? If man doesn't believe that which he doesn't see; Explain conception and fertility. Questions abound as answers go unexplained; Man exists under God on his own level plane. Humanity exists only in the minds of mortal men; Conception is whence we start over again. From nothing we came and to dust we shalt go, Our transient existence extant like a field of new fallen snow. Our minds are our lanyards in the portals of time, Our psyches our guide to God' Will sublime.