Theology

The question will drive you.

Who are you? This person,

Who is this person? This one

     who is always one step ahead

     and in one sudden step, 

behind.

Like a small bubble being carried by the currents,

     displacement but not disturbance;

     just the thin skin of separation -

inside and outside.

Who are you who shines in the light?

     A swirling rainbow.

But disappears in the dark merely a happening that never happened,

     the something that could have been in theory,

     if the equation worked everywhere,

     

     if only the equation worked 

everywhere.

Who are you who made it all the way to the edge

     and then could not find the other side?

The one that began only through beginnings,

     but could not ever truly

end.

Who are you all, one like the same

     and nothing alike?

Like the complex randomness in the pattern of numbers all 

counting.

Who are you who writes your name 

and believes 

it?