the first night

That first night before the was a spark in the void
before the the dawn of earth's oceans
before greed, hatred and Despondent regret
reaching into the depths of His infinity
and spinning the threads of cells and molecules
the sculpting of the great beasts
and the chirp of crickets
great in every note of heaven's far scattered mosaic of consequence
creative in every instance
spinning planets and stars countless in the void of space
a granting man choice
A divine risk
and all for love.
His Spirit is still hovering over the deep.