The lonely God walks
There in the corner-
He is gone.
Suit of a thousand colors shining
On the edge of oblivion
On the edge of the universe
He has walked for centuries
Upon the brink of Infinity
He has seen so much
With the changing eyes
Of all colors of his soul
O how it would burn your vision
To see his calm stroll
His holy smile of a thousand summers,
But if you would look at the eyes
Never would your heart break so readily!
For this God has walked alone
For billions of years
The tears of Life run down his face
He is the dilemnma; he is the enigma
The mystery of the Universe
He walks barefeet
Across the sand of Civilisation
Some across the galaxies
See a glimpse
A vision
Of a singing color
That makes their hearts weep
Or a simple footstep
So thunderously loud, yet no sound befalls the Gods ears,
For he is the Creator
Or so say the rumors of the Earth
But is he really
He is the lost child without a parent
The boy without a friend
O how he longs for the warmth of the embrace
Just a touch of love
So alone
The lonely God wanders
Drifting upon the sea of time.
O the colours!
Wriggling, twisting, shifting things
That long for the beat of his heart
The warmth of the soul rolling in the fire
Only comfort in a silent universe
That mocks and taunts him.
O…just a touch of flesh..
…A feeling, a love…
…A kiss, a smile…
…A laugh, a cry…
But he is alone in the universe of a million words.
