Coming To Be Poem by John Prophet

Coming
to be.
Befuddling.
Matter
coming
together.
Congealing.
Spinning
up,
fabricating
consciousness.
Bewilderment.
Contemplation.
Meaning.
Explanation.
Why?
Point?
Unfathomable.
Reason?
Can find
no reason.
Looking up.
Looking out.
Looking
deep
inside.
Nothing!
Personal
existence,
essence.
How to
explain?
No reason.
All,
that
fell into
place for
personal
existences.
Beyond
knowable,
understanding.
Boggles
the mind.
Miracle
of the
soul.