Nobody here

I heard an atheist say the name.
Quivering lips.
Forming without a source of energy
gathering essence from earth.
God is a galaxy.
Distance shortened by a heart
as close as the ant below the feet.

His name. Erupting from a place
unknown. It startles.
Who placed these thoughts?

2 thoughts on “Nobody here

  1. These thoughts: a muse of sorts. Shakespeare, King Henry the Fifth, “O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend, The brightest heaven of invention.” Chorus