Some people know you as God

I know you as I Am

Your beauty cannot be explained

With words formed of logic

You “thought” me into existence

Giving me this body of atoms

You fashioned me with the expertise of a skilled artisan

 

Now, as the passage of time takes its toll

So, does this body creak

Therefore, during my remaining time

Here in this world of matter

I shall embrace the wheat and the chaff as equals

I shall drink of your nectar

I shall dance to your symphonies

And when the atoms disperse

I shall remain as The Self

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