God and Earth and Universe,
to me seem all in all.
If a Creator made it so,
then He can sure stand tall.
We really do not know His name.
Maybe you disagree.
We have no clue just what He's like.
I doubt He looks like me.
Our faith should never isolate us
from our fellow man,
but heal and bring us hope always.
That has to be His plan.
I see His mark upon the stars,
and on the blessed Earth.
You call him God, OK by me.
I call Him Universe.
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