I need a creator so I will make one.
A voice came to me saying:
" you need a creator because I made you,
nothing that you are was not made by me."
How can there be a hunger that nothing can satisfy,
an emptiness that nothing can fill?
And joy, ( not happiness that my needs are met)
but joy,
it is,
but how can it be?
Under the sun,
like a well watered tree,
All my springs are in Thee.
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