A poem of beginnings

Having the First Word

Into first being God uttered water,
broke open the night,
spilled light and water everywhere.

The earth took God’s Word
to heart,
pumping great cardiovascular
veins of rivers, oceans,
light.

Air performed lively aerations,
breathing into plants,
boosting inhalation, waiting
to lift us, buoyed, out of the water –
wailing and gasping for breath.

~~

© 2012, Mary Harwell Sayler, all rights reserved. This poem appears in Living in the Nature Poem published by the nature-friendly, environmentally-aware traditional book publisher Hiraeth Press.
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