Vortex swirls, clouds form,
bolts erupt of cosmic might,
stardust flies, a cosmic show
nobody sees.
Save a lonely God,
bored - perhaps,
for reasons unknown to us,
immense power puddles into
a perpetual reservoir.
Chaos, doubt, anxiety,
cosmic in origin until
orbiting planets, routine,
ordinary, tingling, appear.
A slight twist, they spin
a nudge, Earth begins
its orbit around its
Brother Sun.
And God says -
“let’s begin”
Jan 12, 2025
Jan 12, 2025 at 2:55 PM UTC
Vortex swirls, clouds form,
bolts erupt of cosmic might,
stardust flies, a cosmic show
nobody sees.
Save a lonely God,
bored - perhaps,
for reasons unknown to us,
immense power puddles into
a perpetual reservoir.
Chaos, doubt, anxiety,
cosmic in origin until
orbiting planets, routine,
ordinary, tingling, appear.
A slight twist, they spin
a nudge, Earth begins
its orbit around its
Brother Sun.
And God says -
“let’s begin”