I, God, descend, a vision bright,
My brilliance fills the day and night.
No flaws I hold, no shadows deep,
Perfection’s form, the soul I keep.

“I’m God,” I spoke, a regal sound,
And all around, they bowed profound.
No questions asked, no doubts they bred,
My every word, by them was read.

They gazed upon my perfect face,
And found within, their destined place.
My whims, they served, my needs, they met,
Their adoration, I’ll not forget.

The universe, a stage I claim,
My grand design, a burning flame.
They marvel at my every deed,
And plant the praises I decreed.

“I’m God,” I sigh, a sweet refrain,
They love me so, they feel no pain.
No judgment cast, no critical eye,
They simply know, I cannot lie.

My radiant self, a shining star,
Accepted whole, just as I are.
They worship me, a loyal throng,
And know that I, can do no wrong.