Notes on God's Existence

 
In order to avoid
any moral delima
that might arise.  

in my childish fear, and utter
madness,

I made it a hobby
habit of mine
to view my life

as it would be
projected
through
to God's eyes,

meaning he
could see
everything through me:

hahaba
haba
bhaha...   🤭  
I was a goofy
child,
but sweet.

I would be walking through
the living-room
and inside myself thinking;
this is what God is seeing.  

"What a mess."  
He said to me.

I grew out
of this
childish motif.  

I would also walk
through my
life in astounding
sunrises & sunsets.

And in those moments
of natural openness

was when I
was surrounded
by this boundless
energy
that would flow
through my heart
and senses,

and I would
sit and dwell
in the awesomeness,
understanding,  and listen.  

"I would be walking
through the living"  

I still look
for the reflection.