Berlin

At the height of confusion you came-
To deliver the holy name.
We thought God was dead like a stone.
You taught that He is an eternal person.
Proprietor, enjoyer and everyone's friend,
so you defined God by whom you've been sent.
"In the beginning a chunk was floating is space."
"Humbug!" you say, and laugh in their face.
Some claim "We'll make man deathless."
From you we know this is madness.
The lord and master of all I survey,
but who is not anxious on the final day?
From the topmost planet down to the lowest,
birth and death wherever thou goest.
No need to manufacture or speculate-
hearing your words liberates.
I am so happy that you're taking me home,
I tried to express this in my poem.
Humbly before you I bow
because you are everything I know.