The First Inquiry

In every heart..in every mind this common question one will find is there beyond this world we see a god to whom our eyes are blind? An ancient question we all pose and wonder what we should suppose it is the first inquiry the one this poem shall expose Upon this earth we all reside amidst a silent space so wide its like a grain thrown in a sea an outcome we did not decide The fact is that we do exist we didn't choose this nor resist so how did this life come to pass a thought that surely will persist Our hearing, sight and intellect are tools that we should not neglect in solving this old mystery on everything we should reflect The planets swim around their sun electrons through their orbits run they all comply so eagerly all motions are in unison Observing life in any form one sees that it is uniform this world is run so orderly an order where all things conform This world with all its natural laws and beauty that is free of flaws perfection one can not dismiss is chance indeed its only cause Through logic one can clearly state that chance alone can not create the slightest form of discipline nor organize ..nor formulate There had to be a conscious will that caused this world and runs it still intelligence so infinite.. which has a purpose to fulfill Although He's hidden from our eyes His signs are seen throughout the skies and on this earth His signs are clear and in ourselves His signs arise We see His might in what we fear His beauty when the stars appear His wisdom in coherency His mercy in a mothers' tear The one eternal entity the ultimate reality the origin of origins the refuge for humanity He granted us the gift of thought which other creatures all have not that we may recognize the truth and learn the lesson life has taught Not only reason did He grant not only signs did He implant but also sent us messengers with books of guidance to enchant Through them He has conveyed his plan the truth of life ...the role of man He aided them with miracles performing what no mortal can I end this hoping every word will focus visions that are blurred and that the first inquiry will not continue unanswered I wrote this poem to invite the minds of men to see the light and contemplate upon their lives and choose a path they feel is right Written October 8th, 2003 © on Mar 16 2001 02:59 AM PST   0 • 12