Poem- A Power Beyond Me

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I sit, staring at the stars.
I wonder, wonder about the origin of the universe.
My mind wanders, running through an endless pot of possible starting points
The branches and all their outcomes were simply to vast to count,
But of all of them one stood out.
It stood out not because it made sense, but because it didn’t.
Across many lands and people there were many different names,
Our Lord, Allah, the Messiah, or put simply: God.
It never quite made sense, this mystifying being, or really whatever it is.
Its total acceptance made it all the more easy to reject.
The many tales of this one branch almost convinced me it was real,
But among those infinite possibilities he, she, it is only one,
And in this vast cesspool we call the universe I have yet to see any proof.

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