The one and only one. ( more excruciating poetry...sorry)

The one ( and only), sat quietly in his torus,

Minding his (or her) business, careful not to bore us,

after eons of endless time, with it's limitless potential,

deciding to explore, with a binary residential,

I'm here and now I'm there, I guess that makes it us,

lets expand it further, just to see, no need to fuss,

I only want experience, new angles, new perspective,

keep sight of divine origins, don't introduce invective,

lets create a little universe, using God's distinctive palate,

( creating as we go along, avoiding Shepton Mallet),

bipedal beings, sparks of source, two of everything,

architects who shape the field, angelic ones who sing,

birds and bees, plants and trees, all the iterations,

with the odd galactic super wave, to wipe out bitter nations,

though 'wipe out' is contentious, the higher mind's conclusion,

nothing's real at the end of the day, just a great illusion!