There in the unfolding, fathomless void,
God spoke a single and sacred command,
And the energy of His voice employed
The elements to move within His hand.
Matter and gravity were then measured,
And precisely placed inside of the void,
To keep the elements from being scattered,
To keep His work from being destroyed.
Within the nebula of time and space,
He sprinkled the elemants far and wide,
And there in that milky, and mist-like place,
Each molecule began to collide,
And with His great hand, God started to stir
Power, and energy, in unity.
Creating a brilliant, blinding, blur,
As the stars were forged by divinity.
Oh to have been there when they lit the night!
To have been granted exceptional grace
To witness in wonder, and pure delight,
The marvelous joy on our Father's face
As the planets spun around the young sun,
And galaxies formed like He knew they would!
Oh to have been there when the work was done,
And seen how He saw that it all was good!
This poem was a finalist in the March 2012 poetry contest