The Mind of God
Einstein was desperately trying
To open the doors to God’s mind
Sleepless nights spent in creative daze
And mornings filled with despair
Of never ending torturous love affair
Of the mind set to breik through
Years of digging into the sphere
With bare hands of his mind
Of secrets of creation divine
Brought him as close as a man
Has been ever allowed to come
To the mystery of creation
One night in a dream he saw God
Suspended in creative frenzy
At the edge of galaxy standing
For the whole eternity sqeezed
In a fleeting blink of six days
Pulling strings of live DNA
Like a virtuouso violionist
Improvizing energy and mattter
In one masterful crescendo rising
And marking of the opening gap
There was a moment of light
And the colors emerged from the
Gray darkness of primal enery field
Endless shapes taking forms
Of planets wiggling like worms
In the primal cosmic energy ball
But the biggest mystery of all
And the pinnacle of the creation
Was the first beat of a heart
Which was rising gently and slowly
Gettting louder and louder
Till the heavenly string orchestra
Of living universe achieved crescendo
In one big elegant movement
Of the hand of the cosmic conductor
The whole universe emerged from
Nothingness and started vibrating
In unison expanding violently
Till it became whole in six days
God stood there immersed into
His own deepest creative oblivion
For the whole six days
Of his own time in his hands
Einstein was the first one
To fully understand
That the time in God’s hands
Has a different texture
And the fabric of cosmos
Stretches in any direction
Or squeezes into nothingness
Disappears and reappears
In God’s mind
In his own time
Copyright © Ruta Skendeliene | Year Posted 2016
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