Life is a Poem

CREATION
You looked at a point in the sky
and the spot became the sun,
you needed it as a tool
and it has become the furnace of your accomplishments
out of dust and water –
what you blew on
started to move,
to move in the garden,
to go astray,
eat apples,
get involved in a conflict
making You laugh
Di-vi-ne-ly.
Then turning your face away from them,
you left them alone…
Later,
You implanted your son into a human body
to show them
how you had wanted people to be like,
what they could have been.
And they…
crucified him.

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