God’s position nobody’s divined.

God reached a position we can’t find
He moved  astute and humorous through the air
Being human we are almost blind

A game beyond the games of Wittgenstein
The willing player  has found a wondering flair
God’s position,  nobody’s  divined.

Impossibly  the  paths of nuclei wind
Cast a glance and upset the whole air
Being human we are violence blind

We cannot cast a light on his designs
Infinitesimal eyings push the photons where?
God’s position  nobody will find

From unknown spaces, love  and hate  combine
The light divides ecstatic,pure,two,bare
Human , we survive by being blind

Love God if you will, it is a dare
Powerful, vivid as leaps a March Hare
God reached that position we can’t find
In the Arctic wastes of our own minds