April 23, 2018

  • Hiccuping God

    What if life only exists

    In God’s imagination?

    All eternity at once,

    And every generation?

    I like the thought of mighty God

    Lost in a wondrous dream

    Of everyone who ever lived;

    Time flowing like a stream.

    Since He is a busy God,

    He’d oft be pulled away

    To deal with situations

    That only He could sway.

     

    When God sees to his duties

    And from dreams is distracted,

    All would stop in our world,

    Our time would be impacted.

    Is this why I fall asleep

    Whenever I sit down?

    Or why I cannot fall asleep

    When bedtime rolls around?

    Do I sense renewed attention

    In the watches of the night?

    When God is dreaming, does it mean

    I won’t sleep until light?

     

    I wonder what would happen,

    If this is how it works,

    If in the midst of dreaming

    God hiccups and time jerks.

    Would there be a collision

    Of the future and the past?

    God with hiccups could explain

    A list of questions vast.

    Like how do prophets prophesy?

    And are ghosts really true?

    And why do we experience

    That thing called déjà vu?

     

    The biggest question that I have

    Is one like God himself;

    Or maybe like a dragon

    That is swallowing itself.

    It’s actually two questions

    That circle ‘round and ‘round,

    And if there is an answer,

    It’s one I haven’t found.

    Did I sit here and dream of

    God, hiccups, eternity…

    Or did God hiccup in heaven,

    While daydreaming of me?

     

    The idea of time as a panorama is one I've thought about for most of my life. I've used it to explain the unexplainable, like the heavy footsteps clomping around upstairs when I was alone in the house (not my current house), and why I have no memory of driving the past twenty miles, and how I sometimes know things before they happen. But the idea of God hiccuping is purely the fault of the NPM Scavenger Hunt and its 10th prompt - Hiccup. Or maybe it's God's fault for dreaming of me dreaming of him with the hiccups. Either way, I hope you enjoyed my silly little poem.

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