~ Before Time ~
Back in the days of nebulous nothing
Way back before time came to be,
The darkness penetrated the deep
Far beyond forever
Imagine the nothing to see.
The Creator pondered this emptiness
Then with a mighty creative hand,
One sweep across the cosmos,
The universe exploded
And earth became a spinning land.
The darkness was not of His being
So from His soul issued the light,
Evening delight...morning so bright
To separate day from darkest night.
Clouds swirled up to the heavens
Waves hurtled to seas below,
And the expanse of sky was born
All power and glory
Where swirling winds could blow.
God's design now unfolding for His world
As dry land rose from within the depth,
Like a mighty explosive volcano
Land was born
His third creative step.
Ah, such inspiration He had in store
Wonderment...and all made for our pleasure,
Intricacies of plants and trees
Delicate of hue
To delight us beyond measure.
This verdancy needs sunshine to flourish,
So God blazed one to dominate the sky,
Then settled the glowing moon in place
How I wonder what you are
Myriad stars at night, to make us sigh...
But alas His mighty ocean swirled devoid of life
Ah, what wonders He detailed diverse,
From delicate sea horses to whales
With immense maneuvers
His wild imagination burst.
Oh, I'm glad He filled the heavens
With the swooping of the wing,
From them we delight in flight
Lift beyond sight
Soaring on the wind.
The last day, such treasure to unfold
As he opened His visionary heart,
Spreading the amazing animal kingdom
Diverse in majesty
From the smallest bee to grand giraffe.
a greater miracle is in store
His image now revealed... within this plan,
To have dominion over the earth
a beautiful woman
from His magnificent man,
To share in all His eternal glory
for that begins another story.
Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems
© 2003 used with permission
Bless the LORD, O my soul.
O LORD my God, thou art very great;
thou art clothed with honour and majesty.
Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment:
who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain:
Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters:
who maketh the clouds his chariot:
who walketh upon the wings of the wind:
Who maketh his angels spirits; his ministers a flaming fire:
Who laid the foundations of the earth,
that it should not be removed for ever.
Psa 104:1-5 (KJV)
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