The Cosmic Quill

In the beginning, there was only sound The whispered words of God, echoing all around A canvas of darkness, awaiting the stroke Of creation's brush, as the universe awoke With syllables of fire, He spoke the light And stars were born, in all their celestial might Gas and dust coalesced, in a swirling dance As planets formed, in a majestic trance In the depths of space, a rhythm began to play A harmony of atoms, in a celestial sway Matter and energy, entwined in a cosmic spin As the universe unfolded, like a work of art within With every word, a new creation took flight A tapestry of life, in all its vibrant light From the simplest cell, to the complex and grand The poetry of God, unfolded across the land In the mysteries unknown, His words resound Echoes of a language, that only He has found A hidden code, that governs all we see A symphony of secrets, waiting to be set free With each new dawn, a fresh verse is revealed A chapter in the story, of the universe unveiled The poetry of God, a never-ending stream A cosmic narrative, that's been unfolding since the dream In the hearts of humans, His words take root A spark of creativity, that sets the soul afloat A yearning to express, the beauty and the pain A reflection of the divine, in the human refrain Through the ages, His poetry has been told In the myths and legends, of a story yet untold A testament to the power, of the spoken word A reminder of the magic, that's been forever heard In the grand tapestry, of time and space The poetry of God, is the hidden thread that's woven in place A celestial music, that harmonizes all A cosmic rhythm, that beats within the heart of all In the silence and the sound, His words abide A perpetual creation, that's always being designed The poetry of God, a never-ending song A celestial hymn, that's been singing all along