A Real God
One day a child asked me, “Is there a real God? ”
From a baby of six I thought the question odd.
He had yet to learn the vagaries of this earth,
Yet questioned a mystery far beyond his birth.
My answer to this child was heartfelt indeed.
I’m unsure of where a supreme spirit will lead.
Is he only a concept I need when sad and alone?
Or a force who will judge each one on their own?
Was bible’s god subject to suffering and tears
Or is man from the sea after billions of years?
I’ve lived a long time and have faith in what is so.
I told him a loving life will surely help him know.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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