How could a God even think about the universe
Just imagine the magnificence that was so diverse?

Such a randomness and yet everything seems to be in place
The gift of our own sun with an eternal burning face.

How vast the space that was space placed upon space and yet still
Then the spiritual thought to give birth out of God's singular will.

The heavenly skies were filled with color, size and even dimension
Even the earthly flea was given its appropriate attention.

There were floating stars, moving stars, shooting stars all on display
The simultaneous merger of both night and day.

Sons and daughters of a loving God who shares of itself freely and often
The gift of birth, the journey, the departure but never to be forgotten.
                                                    
~A.H.O. ~