Who was here before our voices screamed?

Does God exist? What can this question mean?
Existence  is a concept  of the  mind
Who can weigh or measure the divine

We wonder if God ever has been seen
He was there before  the eyes unblind
Does God exist? What can this question mean?

Who was here before our voices screamed?
Was the essence of the world designed?
Who can weigh or measure the divine

Someone wrote a story , set a scene
The Burning Bush  spoke in its own  good time
Does God exist? What might this question mean?

We may meddle outside of the lines,
The danger of hubris is well  defined
Who would weigh or measure the divine?

I write with my old pen on paper lined
Infinite the resources of the mind
Does God exist? What will this question find?
Can we approach or kill what was divine?