The question keeps raging:
Is existence-of-god on the mark?
Well, wisdom comes with aging,
To light up shadows in the dark.

The people of this world
Have matured greatly of late,
Measuring history unfurled —
Science is given more weight.

There are a few who argue
With a seriously straight face,
That laws of physics, just a menu,
To select from in interstellar space,

Or from someplace else “above”
By a personal god they embrace,
And this supposedly due to love
Their god shows through “grace.”

Some select here and there
And slim truths accumulate,
Cobble pieces, force to adhere,
Yet ignore vast cosmic template.

If a person is thereby deluded,
Justification indelibly in mind,
God’s existence be concluded,
And to truth forever blind.

Anthropomorphic projections aside,
The cosmos is impersonally cool,
Universe is light years deep and wide,
Not influenced by priest’s vocal tool.

Human voices are deeply irrelevant
To the enforcement of cosmic law,
Even if on bended knee we rant,
And importune our throats raw.

Devotes of serious thought eliminate
Such delusions as uncritically askew —
God tradition wanting to discriminate
In favor of a chosen few.

But those who have the sense
That physics laws are indelibly set
And will remain so ever hence,
Adopt a life-stance of no regret.

But does god then, in fact, exist?
What does it really matter,
Without supernatural to insist
On ritual obeisant chatter?

For if god be not or if god be,
Supervising universal watch,
The planets, stars and all we see
Are cosmic cogs, lug to notch.

A god is, or isn’t, installed,
But our behavior is our own.
We only, glorified or appalled
At what’s reaped from what's sown.

So don’t worry about a deity,
Of whether god is or is not —
Make peace with corporeity —
Physics — not who but what!


© 2010 R. Leland Waldrip