HOVERED

hovering


in the beginning
god created
emptiness
a void
and brooded over it
like a mother eagle
over her nest

from emptiness
he called forth
a WATERY globe

from the water
he called out
land

from land he created
all that was
and man

from chaos to man
with a wave of his hand
or rather a passing thought

or more likely
a passion to be loved

that man could see
god created sun

that man could rest
god created moon

that man could wonder
god created stars
to make man puzzle
and to reach

that man could challenge

he created rivers to cross
and mountains to climb

but what have we done
with all these gifts

like children
on christmas morning
we’ve squabbled over toys
broke them

and the parent weeps


frank a vollmer