12/7/23

The Son was in the Higgs Field (a poem)

 

  God isn’t embedded in the Higgs Field
like humans
though He sent his Son
caught like a ram in the bush
sacrificed like Isaac would have been
except for the substitute provided by God

  God isn’t imperfect
like humans with temporal minds
constructing thoughts in sequenced
phrases, geometries and numbers
colors phasing in with photons
providence from an eternal designer
the Lord's work

  Each day of eternity
is one for omniscience
with every possible Universe foreknown
and structure designed
forms from the formless
points never pointless
massless acquiring mass
future becomes the past
being forever becoming.

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