In the void of cosmos, a god exists
A mystery, an enigma, forever persists
Neither here nor there, it transcends space and time
Elusive, arcane, yet somehow divine
This god exists without existence, a paradoxical tale
Invisible, incorporeal, but deeply beyond the pale
All-knowing, yet unaware of its eventual fate
Guiding the universe\'s flow, yet not participating in its debate
It\'s difficult to pin down, this cryptic divine
Yet its echoes are everywhere, its essence so fine
In the spark of creation and the beauty of nature
In the fields of science and the realms of culture
A whisper in the wind, a glimmer in the dark
A seed of hope in the world, an eternal spark
This mysterious god exists in the depths of our soul
A force of existence, a greater, more significant goal.