God can move mountains, God can give grace. I will not defend myself, and won't judge anyone. To come to His palace to lap at warm milk. Look at me, a tiny flower Springing, incredibly, from barren ground. Look at us, open your eyes and see, Two eyes, hands, flesh, a complex organism That can see, can feel, can know, can choose, can create, Made in the image of the living Lord.
Man can ever know.
Some hate and condemn, blunting their souls. Some sell their souls to pleasure, and rage like fire. Some say we are just a cosmic coincidence. Some say we can never know the truth. The horizon framed by trees, a green leaf.