Most high creator

Am too low, to discuss the hidden, the most high creator, too big to be explained, the owner of the sea and of the universe, his power beyond my understanding.

He speaks with the sound of the thunder, his mouth never tell a lie, his word flow in the river of my heart, he gives me the memory I can never forget.

He is the only mountain I can run to.
He send the message predicting about a a forth generation, his message is always fulfilled.

This poem is about: 
Me

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