Questions, Questions
Francis Powell, age 10

Alone in the darkness, I feel the essence of God.
I think about life, death and the almighty.
What are they?
What happens when you die?
Is there life after death?
The questions fill my mind and eat my thoughts.
My gaze seeks the stars in the clear night sky,
Does one of them represent me?
I rack my brain for information,
I search for evidence and logic that will answer all the question marks.
What is beyond the universe?
Too ineffable to describe.
The boundless infinity.
Only a God could create this immeasurable wonder,
The immense vacuum holding everything together.