Why might that be
That the universe
Needs
A local habitation
And a name?
Why might that be
That all that is
Needs
A pet name and
A personality?
Why might that be
That mystery
Needs
Turned to our ends?
To our purposes?
Why might that be
That our
Needs
Demand a personality
And a name?
Why might that be
That we
Need
Gods when all
That is is?
Wonderful poem. And, as an agnostic, it makes so much sense to me. Why can’t we marvel, wonder, and be dumbfounded by all that is…and not what we speculate?
Splendid! A wonderfully poetic way to express the human need to name and explain everything and then believe it as truth, no matter how marred by human error it may be.