The Creation of Evolution
Without creation, evolution cannot exist.
The universe, void of form, nothingness, empty.
God's creation appears. it's meaning hidden in parable
a winged accomplice, a messenger of hope, visions of dreamers.
A vision hidden in a dream enters my consciousness.
Confusion thrives by imperfections.
misguided debate, argument, denial
Yet the creation of evolution not rejected.
Is this a caper of some distant place or that
Of ancient enlightened minds?
The capacity to reason limited,
Granted just enough to choose that of an unimaginable
Eternal life or unending despair.
If I am to choose, it will be life, for utter darkness
fails in its measure.
Copyright © Ray Zottola | Year Posted 2022
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