The tiny planet shuddered,

drew clouds around her

like a garment.

“Name me,” she sighed, “for I am lonely.”


Lost among the Starshine

of a billion suns revolving;

She huddled in her orbit

and waited for the day.


Slowly dawned the Presence

of a mighty force around her,

and she felt the power singing

as He swept the night away.


Confusion turned to order

as He clothed her in a mantle

made of misty mountain meadows

and sparkling coral sands.


He placed upon her shoulders

tall woodlands filled with flowers.

And for her skirts deep waters

hemmed with foaming strands of pearl.


Then closer came the Presence

knelt in holiness upon her

and from her sol He brought forth sons

to tend her fertile gardens.


Earth was what He named her;

jewel of the heavens;

fragile integration

of the majesty of life.



About dswan2

Poet, author, columnist, lyricist, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, wife of 50 years. Born and raised in America's Heartland
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