Why Are We Here

In the beginning, Before the beginning of all beginnings, Was God. And He was all. But this was not enough, And God knew That the beauty and goodness of Him Must be sent forth to spread everywhere- Through all space, and time- And eternity. Then out of the darkness came light- And the infinite Universe was born; A creation of perfection, Synchronized To His never-failing pulse. But, this was not enough, And God knew There must be life; Living organisms of every kind To flourish, multiply, and fill His bountiful garden And reflect the beauty and goodness Of Him. And it was done. But, this was not enough; And God knew, A special mystery was yet to be. Something of His exact image and likeness Must be hurled out into time; And after cycling through vast eternities, Complete the circle- and be destined To return unto Him. And so, God breathed an immortal breath, And from His inner depths Came the droplets Of the very essence of Himself- The Souls: But they wandered aimlessly away from Him- Without purpose. Then, the all-knowing God knew at once There must be a special vehicle For these particles Of His eternal Being To dwell and travel in On their endless journey back to Him. And so, God created Humankind- Apart from any other creatures; To carry His essence and nurture it; Safeguard it and keep it, So that they may come home to rest As perfectly as they left. But alas, God gave mortal Human Something called free will and intellect, Which when used against His perfect plan, Unrefined the Soul, Crippling it, Pushing it off course, And making it unworthy to dwell again In the home from where it came. And so, When its mortal shell expires, The Soul within Is set free once more, Into the eternal stream Of its endless journey back to God. It then must seek another vehicle- Another mortal shell, In this vast garden of time, In hopes that this new life Will follow His plan more closely, And in doing so, Help refine it to become Unblemished and pure as it was The moment it was breathed. Thus, Bringing it a little closer To its home and final resting place; The inner depths of God. This may take many lifetimes; And every Soul contains within it, Encapsulated forever, The spiritual essence Of all its former shells, Which influence each and every lifetime, And make us know- we've been before- Not the same flesh, But the same Spirit Disguised in many faces. Such is The eternal journey of the Human Soul. In his immortal breath, God created all the souls of time; And each one is destined to live In many homes and many times, Until the circle is completed; And each droplet of His essence Is returned, Whole and perfect, Back unto Him; God, the end, After the end of all ends. This is why we are here.