Surely There Is More? Poem by Josiah Lozier

I climbed to the top.
The tallest Mountain.
I have climbed.
I have breathed the fresh air.
The wind played across my face.
I stood in amazement of the view.
So different from the view of the pavement.
Autumn’s colors,
the valley, a giant painting.
Colors, bright orange and deep reds.
Words cannot describe, this color.
I looked up to the deep blue sky.
To infinity I looked.
Surely there was more than a bang and a pow.
My gaze fell once, again upon the colors.
Greens and bright yellows.
“How can there not be God? ”
I asked!
How can this exist just by a bang and a pow.
Surely, there is more?
Surely, there is more?
I gazed again.
Sunlight played across the colors.
The valley lit in a sea of colors.
Clouds closed in.
Confusing, distorting the colors.
I climbed to the top.
The tallest Mountain
I have climbed.
I breathed the fresh air.
The wind played across my face.
I had a glimpse.
Life cannot be just a bang and a pow.
Surely there is more?
Surely there is more?