By Dwayne

First man
Rises
From the dust.


Beholds the
Sun Shining
In
Newness
Of life


Enveloping him
With intense
Overflowing warmth and love


As the shadow of consciousness
Awakens within him

And the morning
Stars
Dance
Within
The light
of his mind's vision.


All around him
The dew-laden atmosphere
Bursting
With alien forms of life.


Strange
Insect noise
Hovering close
Curious and friendly.


Some give off light
And hum close
To green pools
Where pockets of air
Rise up
From
The under deep
As the Earth settles it's mass.


Causing
Cloudy billows
To appear
In the 2nd sky.


Then
The great flaming presence
Goes down


And he looks up
To behold
A sky insane with stars


Opulent
In the surrendering night.


Scattered
With
Flung galaxies

Like a strand
Of lustrous pearls

Hung
In display
Of glorious pageant

Around the neck
Of Heaven

And he kneels down
In awe
Of the Creator's hand.

Copyright © Dwayne.

(The poem is available to general media, publications and webmasters under condition that the author's name and the link to www.paulmurphybooks.com will be provided under the poem.)

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