To and fro my thoughts ran
Riding upon the Swift cloud
Vaporizing to understanding
But who cares to know?
Questions like scales
Clouded my thoughts
Down my diaphragm
I breathe words, scaring to the foolish
Who created the earth?
On which pillar are we suspended on?
Why do animals lack wings to fly?
And what's holding a flying bird from falling?
They say water springs out of stones.
But stones never harbour water
The earth planted on waters
And the waters can't over run it says the rainbow
Many questions, few answers
The wise man folly
Vaporizing to understanding
Who creates, who planted, who springs?
this is my original poem
my inspiration about God
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