My God

My God

My god is full of stars.
Billions of galaxies out there
and I, a human standing here.
Billions of stars coming into being, evolving and dying,
and I a human,
know they are there.
Light streaming in with a vast history behind,
and yet reaching me and keeping me alive.
So many galaxies and so few humans
that for each of us
a galaxy there.
My God is full of illusions.
He hides his stars behind whirlpools of dust.
I, a particle of dust
and yet he gives us a chance to shine
with the knowledge of his wonders that never cease to surprise.