A Path Through . . .

( Artwork by Albert Bierstadt - found here ) God, best at making in the morning, tossed stars and planets, singing and dancing, rolled Saturn’s rings spinning and humming, twirled the earth so hard it coughed and spat the moon up, brilliant bubble floating around it for good, stretched holy hands till birds in nervous sparks flew forth from them and beasts — lizards, big and little, apes, lions, elephants, dogs and cats cavorting, tumbling over themselves, dizzy with joy when God made us in the morning too, both man and woman, leaving Adam no time for sleep so nimbly was Eve bouncing out of his side till as night came everything and everybody, growing tired, declined, sat down in one soft descended Hallelujah. ~Vassar Miller