Tale of Creation

Throw open the door of your ear, Across the void, words galloped there Lifting the fortress of silence that where Ensuring things came to bear Out of darkness came light as land from water formed From plant to animals, words transformed Coming to the zenith of this invention; Robes clay with life, reason and emotion Enthroning him over nature’s nation As king of this dominion Telling this tale to unborn generation Indeed, in the beginning was not the Word in action Otherwise, who will ensure the commission? No! In the Word was the beginning of creation.