He Is Not Simple
People tend to make God seem simple
He becomes no more than a thoughtless dimple
A comprehendible dent, a divine ploy
Sometimes even a predictable toy!
This is not how He is to be
God is the never ending horizon we see
God is meant to be strange
His mind and thoughts are out of our range
He has his own secrets just as I have mine
If He wants you to know something He’ll send you a sign
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