Why did God create the Universe

The mighty sword
runs deep within the earth
Shaking it
at it's core
The storm rages within,
waiting for an answer
My heart won't stop searching
and my mind won't stop wandering
Till I get an answer,
to the eternal puzzle
Why did God create the earth
and the Universe?
Don't worry my son,
you'll get the answer if there's one
How do I know if there's one?
If your heart is searching for it
there must be a reason
The answer lies in abandoning "reason"
For when the heart knows,
no reason is needed.
You are confusing me again, I cried
Did I put you on this chase?
Or it was your mind?
Both. You created the Universe
and my mind is chasing it.
That's it. That's the answer.

Yet more light (on the question about creation of the Universe)

To know an answer,
be the answer
For when you and the answer are one,
the question cannot survive
The question has to exist outside you,
for it to trouble you
If it's within,
it answers itself in an instant
The question is not wrong,
but the approach
A maze cannot be unraveled
from the inside
One has to rise above it,
to see the maze
Do not question why the maze was created
Ask the question
Is it engrossing enough?
Is it enriching enough
If not, create a higher,
more challenging one
Or watch it all from above

More light (on the question about creation of the Universe)

Deep deep deep within my soul,
burns a light incessantly
Since the birth of creation,
it fades not and flickers not
The sum of all lights,
yet the only light
The light of creation,
beyond which is no light
The light which engulfs darkness,
within it's tummy
Which pierces the dark matter
into annihilation
Yet which suffers no rage,
nor any burning question
That light is still and stable,
no matter what the tempest outside
It burns and burns and burns,
yet grows and grows and grows
The beginnings of creation are unfathomable,
like the quicksand
You have to get into it to know it
Yet if you go too deep,
you won't come out to tell it to others
Let the light guide you,
to your destinations
It will give you a guided tour
You'll see the light of the volcano,
yet the heat won't singe you
To know is the only answer,
to search is futile
Let the light within you grow
and run your life to the hilt
When the questions die,
the answer emerges
And when the answer comes,
you'll find that there was no question to begin with
As you can't find a wave
in a calm pond
If you are seeing a wave,
there must be agitation within
The day God sleeps,
the creation sleeps too
The day God dreams,
the creation dreams too
The day God wants to have fun,
He let's you guess
Whether he is sleeping or dreaming