The Mind of God

Einstein was desperately trying To open the doors to God’s mind Sleepless nights spent in creative daze And mornings filled with despair Of never ending torturous love affair Of the mind set to breik through Years of digging into the sphere With bare hands of his mind Of secrets of creation divine Brought him as close as a man Has been ever allowed to come To the mystery of creation One night in a dream he saw God Suspended in creative frenzy At the edge of galaxy standing For the whole eternity sqeezed In a fleeting blink of six days Pulling strings of live DNA Like a virtuouso violionist Improvizing energy and mattter In one masterful crescendo rising And marking of the opening gap There was a moment of light And the colors emerged from the Gray darkness of primal enery field Endless shapes taking forms Of planets wiggling like worms In the primal cosmic energy ball But the biggest mystery of all And the pinnacle of the creation Was the first beat of a heart Which was rising gently and slowly Gettting louder and louder Till the heavenly string orchestra Of living universe achieved crescendo In one big elegant movement Of the hand of the cosmic conductor The whole universe emerged from Nothingness and started vibrating In unison expanding violently Till it became whole in six days God stood there immersed into His own deepest creative oblivion For the whole six days Of his own time in his hands Einstein was the first one To fully understand That the time in God’s hands Has a different texture And the fabric of cosmos Stretches in any direction Or squeezes into nothingness Disappears and reappears In God’s mind In his own time