God Participle
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the universe withholds a kiss
and thus we search infinity
for gods we carelessly may miss
in distant frightening nebulae.
gods or angels hiding there,
in starlit nurseries deep in space,
are too remote to grant us care
or grace the brutal human race.
we search the sky hoping for more,
a single star to mark the king,
for every soul to then adore
in paradise as angels sing.
we wait in silent cosmos cursed
for blindest eyes to break the seal,
when devolution is reversed,
so god in man can be revealed.
mankind perverts divinity,
but starlight still instructs the way,
the light is up to you and me
for men are more than dust and clay.
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