The universe created us to give itself a song.
If there are no other minds besides us, if
We are on our own, then we are the sole
Meaningful expression of an entire cosmos
Signifying to itself, signifying to itself as us.
This is holy in a way we rarely think to pray.
No wonder we have imagined gods so often.
Consider the great god all of everything
Wordless, needing to take thought for itself.
We, little germs, little grains, dreams, we are
In all our tiny voices singing, a mind of God.
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