Creation

Fierce winds swirled around in the heavens as creation begin

Loud was the voice that said let there be let there be

Mysterious lights sparked the sky afire as forms begin and started, begin and transformed

All that God conceived breathe and fluttered looking around with awe as they lived

His they all cried we are his as tears ran down faces of innocence as they frolicked happy

Finery of no other was theirs as they looked and said who gave replied they God

Murmuring with sweetness they said How Great is our Father

Adam appeared from none and became he in his Father’s image was he formed and love was he came

Adam lone said solo am I Lord all have but me Father

Swirls swirls of color filled the sky and churned until she appeared in image of man as woman of love was she too

Gracious Lord looked upon all as good

By

Felicia McCaw