Devotional Poetry

Practicing Faith

Practicing Faith:
A Metaphor

I ascend out of Earth's atmosphere,
go beyond the gravitational limit of the sun,
step into the interstellar medium
and inhale the vacuum of the void
knowing that subatomic particles merge to form
oxygen molecules to fill my lungs.

Clothed in the fabric of deep space,
I walk on atoms of cold hydrogen,
look into the hear of dark nebula
and see in it the light of unborn stars,
with planets orbiting.

I watch planetary bodies grow:
build from the dust of nothingness,
acquire atmospheres, seas, continents,
listen as sentient races emerge,
and rise from atmospheric wombs.

Poet's Note: ▼

I wrote this on 7 Sultan 160 B.E. The inspiration was the unity of science and religion.