In the beginning, long before it mattered,
Raw potential knelt in reverent reverie,
A lifeless void by brooding Spirit gathered—
Colorless, unmade, unnamed, unseen,
A vast expanse without a form suspended
In time now births this Genesis presumed,
And lovingly and tenderly attended
As a child—infinity enwombed.
So three persons working as one Artist
With words alone paint emptiness away
And creation, arrayed in royal garments,
Befits a bride groomed for a wedding day.
Earth breaks forth in life-intending glory,
Birthed by the Word. And so begins our story.
Thursday, September 1st 2022
