creation

There wasn't but Him (and that's All).
Immediately the earth emerged, heavens surrounded every spherical curve,
Spiritual and physical existing so close it hurt.
At the beginning He had already decided to serve,
Needing nothing Himself,
Fully satisfied in the riches of His glorious wealth.
Shining so bright he had to shroud His very presence,
Less all of His creation dissolve back to its essence.
He gave the sun, moon, and stars to light and mark the times,
To break the darkness in the morning and serve the One Who finds.
Pulsing with His life which was freely given to all,
Creation cries to magnify the LORD of the blue ball.