When I was just a child
I knelt and prayed, without a question,
To a god as distant and, as meaningless
To me as any far-off star.
When I was young,
There was no need for God,
Since I thought I was undefeatable.
I held within my grasp the world,
And challenged life.
As I grew older, toward middle-age,
I saw in almost everything,
A Reality, an inexplicable Correctness,
The essence of all being as One.
When I became an elder, it was then
I recognized the essence of Reality,
And Correctness, as nothing else but
God.
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Growing older, toward middle-age and e=recognizing the essence of reality is definitely nice and thrill giving. Amazing drafting shared on.10