Hello...
anybody there?
yes, come on in!
is god home?
o, boy!
i dunnoooo
but i know i'm here!
are you, really?
what the hell are you doing?
analyzing...
analyzing?
hahaha!
what of?
on everything
everyone
but why do you laugh?
that's because
where there's analysis
there can't be god
do you analyse your mother?
just as simple!
feel that energy within
and there you find this
vagrant fellow, god
o, this elusive guy called god...
where there's analysis there can't be god god is something to be accepted without analysis, maybe only with faith. Beautifully expressed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Xlent and amazing write, God is free from all binding. good job well done thanks for sharing. regards