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'' The Creator ''
Looking into a bubble,
Through the eyes of Hubble,
Is truly a wondrous sight,
A universe filled with galactic rubble,
It makes you want to take flight.
It leaves us aghast,
As we're viewing our past,
The origins of life are out there,
We can't comprehend an area so vast,
How can living possibly be rare?
What we are viewing,
Is destruction and renewing,
As one star dies another appears,
The quest for knowledge we are pursuing,
By searching for new frontiers.
This sight to behold,
Will slowly unfold,
Each day we learn something new,
To understand it we need to be bold,
Yet to ourselves we must always be true.
We're a miniscule part,
Of an endless chart,
That we must never forget,
All contained within a large beating heart,
To nature we owe a large debt.
In our evolution,
Will we find the solution?
As our theories tend not to be sound,
We need to be careful with our execution,
The outcome could well be profound.
This miraculous place,
We call outer space,
Is it possible it has a curator?
The question that's asked by the Human Race,
Is the one we call God,
‘' The Creator ‘'
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`` The Creator ``
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