Pointed my little finger at the horizon
It turned crimson with rage
And the sun set
Down in the cage
Did i feel potent?
Dived and scratched the mighty ocean's belly
Was amazed, for it was really His soft underbelly
He threw up promptly
A huge tidal wave was churned swiftly
I still stayed tickling His belly, toying with His depth
Was i at the bottom or at the top?
Braved the gusts and bore the brunt
The gale force of winds in my face
He felt i was in his face
He changed the course
Left the race
Did i feel triumphant?
Sprinted to the fields
The grass green with envy
Got singed with the pace
The blades now sporting a yellow face
Did i feel invincible?
Ran out to torrents of rain
The force inflicting sharp pain
Looked up at the heavens
Eyes open, blood shot with strain
Voila!
Rains petered off to a trickle
Did i feel puissant?
Rowed my boat against the tide
Only the fierce resolve on my side
The current, no face to hide
Altered the course, propelled my boat
Chose it prudent to be my guide
Did i feel mighty?
Victorious, triumphant all pervading
I started back for home
Humming, whistling i tossed a pebble in the air
Sorry Lord, did i wake you up from your lair?
Cause the clouds parted
And the mighty sun shone through
Did i see YOU smile through?
Did i feel God?
Or
Did i feel Godly?
Hmmm
I thought i was human
But
I face YOU, in YOUR face, I am God!
If i stand erect, I am God!
I stay put, I am God!
I resolved......to be God!
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