Mystery

The mystery of heaven
designed to be thought true
belief in a place where
I could picture you.
It explains the unthinkable
gives it eyes and hands
controlling destiny
call it divine plans
Creator with the power
to heal the broken me
your glory to the greater
nothing tangible remains.
asking for devotion
the blame is what I give
with just a breath of nothing
my everything could live.
how can it be predestined
why bother at all
ants under a microscope
roll the dice and call.
It’s human interpetation
it’s limited you see
explain away the mystery
theres nothing more to see
The universe is inside me
that is where you are
so much closer
than somewhere beyond the stars