The Query

Crow deliberated

the unbegotten Creator

the maker

and portrayer

the right hand of forever.

 

Crow's own tongue spoke

 

"I was there

when Man lay sleeping

at the back

of your troubled dreams"

 

"I was there

when all was born"

 

"as you pulled life

from the barren dust

beneath my feet"

 

Crow glanced about

 

"You are he

who banished

the obfuscator

and allowed all

to progress"

 

"who grew weary

of being God

and allowed Man

to fool himself"

 

Crow paused...

 

"And I

find I must ask, "

 

"WHY?"

 

The Creator did not speak

did nothing to acknowledge

that Crow had spoken

 

no discourse

breathed forth

from his ashen lips

where only the wind sighed

 

no manner of answer

graced Crow's ears

Only the eyes

were upon Crow

 

Then it was,

in that extended moment

of eternal silence,

as the golden dawn

of the Creator's gaze

weighed crushingly heavy upon him,

did Crow momentarily choke

on his own prodigious epiphany

 

 

 

~ BG

Done