foreseen

Think on life
You who
Would try
To know
The way to
Be like Me.
You see,
A source
Of pride
Is thinking
I can be
Copied.
The way
You cannot know,
For this way
You’ve never
Been.
I am
Eternal.
I am
Before
All things
Found in Me.
Can you
See the sunrise
At its apogee?
Does each star
Course, fall
At your
Commanding?
Do you know
The least
Of these things?
Can you take
One thing
Out of
Its placement
And not
Cause or foresee
The ripple, effect
On all things?
Would you change
Anything?