Dawn of Creation: A Poem

Abyss,
Formless and void;
Tranquil darkness filled with inexpressible love
Shared by the Divine with Himself.
Gusts of unimaginable colors burst into being,
Exposing everything and nothing
…but love.

Disciplined silence echoing throughout eternal history.
Contained within Elohim’s self-sealed lips
Words yet unspoken leaving creation yet uncreated.
Mystery imagining eternal future;
Vivacious images inhabited by the Spirit
Of love.

Communal anticipation mounting;
Imagination soon to become reality.
Thunder reverberates across time outside of time;
His sealed lips crack open at last.
First ever light illuminates the void
At the sound of His voice.