WD 50 “Let There Be-“

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth.

Let There Be-

I’ve seen God hover over

The surface of the water, but I never saw him walk on it.

There was blackness as far

As no eye could see, and then

Light

A stygian and foul-smelling substance recommended in small doses

The ebon nothing subsided,

Slime crawled forth from the moist nothing to declare itself

Conqueror of the eternal conqueror worm and as the first

Evening

Became the first

Morning

I too found that I was nothing, and

Subsided