When God Thinks Out Loud

From on the bank above the bay, I see the passing ships embrace this newborn world of me, unknowing of my captaincy that maintains their course along horizon's edge, connecting worlds, combatting tempests of the mind. Inside their little universe, they do not see their god look on. They do not know about his helpless love, about his curious majesty enabling electrons to perform before his eyes among their unseen planetary orbs. Quite the bemused deity am I to watch the little boats defy the corner of my paradise that blurs my sight, and powered only by my love will disappear into the night. Impractical am I, and wise enough to send them storm and peace and sun to keep their faces dry. And only I have destiny to contemplate, for I have given them the last, best watch before their midnight, and before the shadows die. ~