God down the line

 God hasn´t awoken yet
hidden in the wires and cables
Mother world´s umbilical cord
wrapped up in the complex network
spreading itself inside and outside

God hasn´t plugged in
we are still analogue
guessing and sketching romantically
Lost in clouds we created
to store our own memory

All of our love misdirected 
toward screens 
Passing images
wrapped up in those complex networks
of meaningless emotions

God whistling out there in the galactic rain
Waiting for us to evolve
Pondering our distractions