Who am I? The musings of a creative and the response of our Gods abundant grace

You are but dust

But you are mine

In my hand you are a mighty weapon

A beauty and a wonder

You are a gift

And a curse

To those in darkness

You are a great light

To this dull unpalatable world

You are sweet spice

You are my glory

In my hand

Under my thumb you rise

Apart from me

You are nothing

If my breath were to depart from you

You would cease to live

Who makes a mans heart

And causes it to beat

Oh, but in me

You are infinite

Boundless as the cosmos

Not contained by human form

Or consciousness

As I Am, so you are