God is that, and God is this.
If we think we’re right, we’ve gone amiss.
Many before, and many after,
all our certainties result in laughter.
You tried your best, but fell way short.
Just let go, let reality sort
your misconceptions about defining right.
Into the hands of God, fall you might.
Swept away, a new beginning,
no longer is it about winning.
The circle small with what you know
shall enlarge, Eternal Light will glow.
The universe expanding wide,
the same you’ll feel deep inside.
Where does it start, where does it end?
No enemies, everything’s a friend.
A part of you, a part of me,
a part of this galaxy
that spins around in open space.
Our eyes staring back into the face
of nature exposed to us Divine,
the greatest show, the greatest sign.
A product of the stars, we’re birthed.
Not separate, connected to this earth.
Before human language came to be,
the Light existed from all eternity.
Before books and temples, religious thought,
the cosmos contemplated deep deep naught.
So since we grew from Nothing’s seed,
humble Nothing’s a more fitting creed.

Stolen from Jesse Dooley