I ask myself a lot of questions, sometimes receive no answer;
In trouble and in near death experience I try to figure out;
Seen and unseen forces all over the place;
Strange things happening every where, every now and then;
I ask which man has ever unravelled God;
I breath in and breath out not knowing which way makes me live;
I sleep, in my unconsciousness I can’t determine my rising;
For every moment that passed, I can’t explain the mysteries;
Like a child I stood watching how life works like a clock;
I ask how this world and humans therein are managed;
I ask again how come everything does not go unnoticed under the heavens;
But today I ask no more; I wonder no more; I ponder no more; WHY?
I now know that the mysteries of God cannot be known in this world or the next. That is why He is God.