There is a timeless quality about life--
about living--
which extends beyond what I know,
and what I feel.
It extends into an unknown realm;
existing between illusion and reality,
between dreaming and waking,
between death and life.
There is more to life than anything I have experienced,
anything I have imagined.
It is not that I am missing something,
rather something exist which I cannot grasp,
and cannot comprehend.
This something I call God.
He exist,
though not in the same way as I,
He is beyond all I know,
all I see,
all I feel.
Without God there would be no Universe,
no Life.
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