Song: “Beyond the Last Dimension”
Before the first equation breathed, before the quarks were named,
God whispered through the silent void and living matter came.
Spirit folded into light, then atoms learned their role,
Properties and particles were verses of the soul.
Science walks with measured steps through what the senses prove,
While spirituality still hears the hidden gears that move.
Like alchemy beside chemistry, both seek the sacred flame—
Two mirrors turned toward one abyss, describing the same Name.
Perhaps this universe is dreamt within the eye divine,
A cosmic thought of burning stars suspended out in time.
And maybe what we call “the real” is made of dreaming breath,
A holy illusion blooming bright against the dark of death.
Beyond our lonely world there turn strange planets in the night,
Where alien cities sing beneath unfamiliar light.
Unknown eyes watch distant suns and ask the questions too:
“What hand composed the cosmic sea? What power made the blue?”
And branching past our universe are parallel domains,
Endless worlds with different skies and unfamiliar rains.
Great multiverses bloom like trees through hidden folds of space,
While higher realms of being shine beyond all time and place.
There are dimensions curled unseen where stranger laws survive,
Cathedrals built from living thought where endless colors thrive.
And beyond this dream of matter lie worlds more deeply real,
Each layer like a greater truth no language can reveal.
Yet one same God sustains them all—the shadow and the source,
The dream-born stars, the timeless realms, creation’s endless course.
And I, a traveler made of dust with wonder in my veins,
Still ache to cross infinity and learn what God remains.
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