Face Of God

Even I who have seen God,

knows not what he looks like,

for there is a path in the wilderness

one no man has walked nor gods

but the path leads somewhere,

not sure from where.

A wanderer walks the path,

neither he nor she knows what it is

but the journey is hard.

If I could tell where and when the path start,

maybe then,

I would have something to compare it to.

For even in the face of God,

I can still see my own horror