(Is) Someone up there?

One brand that really fascinates me is GOD....why i say brand is simply coz of two reasons:
1) i m going to step into such waters where i shud b correlating my known territory to the mad ad world to keep my boat alive
2) God HAS become a brand today.
and by this i mean to offend none. Not even HIM.

Now the first point indeed needs no further insult to ur intellect by any elaboration from me...let my justify the latter one.
The concept of Brand in broad sense is something that:
- Moves masses
- has its own identity
- belongs to an umbrella domain (commodity) of which it is a kind.
- has its own followers(loyalists) to prove thier own brand's superiority towards others.
Now in short today the brand-GOD covers the above points as
-i rather not speak how badly it moves masses ...eh
-identity...sure
-larger group-religion
-fanatics
that was my ideology and as concise as possible.

anyway there have been times in my vacillatory immature thoughts that i ve pendulated from theism to agnosticism.
so here are a few breathings from the suffocations that i experience on the crossroads of my reflections..

(IS) Some one up there…………..

A strange fatigue of life,
A sinking heart and a few labored breaths.
Miasma of vacuum rife,
And the life begins to pray for the death.
Then dawns a voice as if to answer the prayer
A distant voice
Voice from someone up there……..

The past shall not steal the future
The cushion of time shall carry it away
The hands of change shall always nurture
The fragrance of life shall be here to stay.
Comforting words of benign care,
Words of wisdom
Words from someone up there………

Strewn in the threads of bonds,
Are the precious beads of life.
Haunting, grueling and the memories fond
Beating the consciousness of existence, they shall stare
And a piercing glance
Glance from someone up there………..

The dunes of grief are beginning to pile,
The tunes of life starting to lose the rhyme.
‘O’er the destiny faith shall smile,
To let in the breeze of exaltation that shall kiss the time.
A stroke that “he” shall spare,
A healing touch
Touch of someone up there…………..

That distant “voice” has beckoned many a “words”
Glancing me from time to time whose impalpable "touch" I have felt,
When stimulates me and those bits and pieces as I begin to gather,
My fears, they push me to dare,
To ask
Ask” IS someone up there……………..