Life ‘n’ God ‘n’ Death ‘n’ Stuff
Where on earth (or space) did we come from?
What intrepid seed made us be?
I like the idea of God
But, my mind's eye won't let me see
They say we're all made of stardust
So, perhaps, there lies a clue
Just molecules & atoms congealed
From the old primordial stew
Were we once nebulae or quasars?
Drifting upon solar winds
Dancing to songs of the universe
And symphonic celestial hymns
But, if there is such a thing as God
Where is the place God resides?
Or, is (he) the thoughts in the ether
Now, lost amongst man's truth & lies?
And, what could create the creator?
Did he emerge from within ‘the big bang’?
And, how could this bang even happen?
Oh! My brain is beginning to twang!
Talking of our cerebral cortex!
Our minds have evolved such a way
That we've become both God & The Devil
And, it's difficult to see which holds sway
We're capable of creating such beauty
And creating such horrors as well
We shift between heavenly creatures
And, creatures who revel in hell
Talking of Heaven & Hell!
When breath turns a shallow breeze
And our hearts suddenly retire
Do we transcend to some form of paradise
Or, do we just simply expire?
To live on in memory
To become a reminisce
To be a photo upon a dusty shelf
To, at least, be something missed
To be remembered for words once spoken
Or, perhaps, written down
To be a folded page in a tattered book
To be, somehow, still around
Whilst the shell we call our body
Crumbles to stardust once more
And we rejoin the constellations
Or, perhaps, knock on heaven’s door?
There are still many mysteries, unsolved
Many questions to answer & ask
I only hope we have time to find out
Before we become a thing of the past.