In my search for the supreme
I came across a force of creation
The beauty in it was overwhelming
The maker was unknown
My wisdom deceived me
My understanding was a deceit unto me
I was flawless in all my endeavours
For I've travelled far off into an extramundane realm
Everything still seemed blank
I made a covenant
A request I tender upon the slate of my heart
Awaiting a reply
O! Thou supreme being
You who is the master of all creation
Creator of the creation
Hear my call and read my heart
A challenge I gave unto him
Prophets,seers warned me
I turned deaf ears to them
For I was immobilized in my understanding
It's an illusion
There's no creator
It's a facade
All remains a myth
Who is he?
Where is he?
Prove his existence
Can you?
©czarpoetry
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