God Must be a Woman

I sometimes ruminate  
About the absurdity of life  
And envision us all as tiny ants  
Days filled with unnecessary strife  
 
But what does our creator  
See when she looks down  
From the celestial viewpoint  
Down upon the ground  
 
God must be a woman  
She created spirit  
And only females on this earth  
Can recreate and inherit  
 
This brilliant capacity  
To give life  
To an otherwise void universe  
And perhaps an afterlife  
 
The sulphuric pools of neo yellow and green  
Off the coast of Ethiopia  
It’s always a sunny day  
In the outback of Australia  
 
The Amazon jungle that is 10 times the size of Texas  
The red dust storms seen from space  
How do the oceans look from heaven  
Have you seen a butterfly’s miniature face  
 
And then I stop and realize  
That this is not just for the Creator  
The beauty may just be energized  
She, the ultimate Connoisseur  
 
Has created the perfect art piece  
Here for all to see  
Do you see the mosaic beauty  
The ultimate mystery