i.
god says to herself
I fill the space with my presence
I have no place to stretch
I just trip over myself
in a jumble of time and now I am
unable to write a line
I could pick up my trail
of thoughts up a ridge
one step one word one instant
god thinks, I stagger in thin air
altitude gets to me
be brave, says god to herself
grab a letter another one
build a word a phrase
that feels strong under foot
a steppingstone to the next line
and the next one
a stanza – day one
and god sees it is good
ii.
god emboldened
extends god’s foot
takes another step
turns her back to
the dark dome of heavens
and walks toward a lake
sees shadows of words immobile
resting on the rocky bottom
she blows her breath to enliven them
one by one
until they form lines
a stanza – day two
and god sees it is good
iii.
god elated
walks a step further
dips her toes in the lake
feels the cold water
sharp as sapphire
yearns for softness
green as grass
undulating on the page
words break free
shy verses form slowly
a stanza – day three
and god sees it is good
iv.
god cheerfully
hopscotches up the trail
toward the sky and grabs a star
a rhyme a radiant sound
puts it down on the page
no longer blank
no longer silent
a stanza – day four
and god sees it is good
v.
god playfully
sashays across meadows
admires the lake
admires the grass
and imagines life
crawling swimming flying
rhyming singing swinging
into multicolor verses
prayer flags
dancing on the page
a stanza – day five
and god sees it is good
vi.
god dancing with her words
dares a bold headstand
loses her balance
twists her wrist
picks herself up
wipes the dirt from her hands
swears she’s reached
the end of her line
god sighs, if only I had
a reader in my likeness
I would feel complete
so she creates a reader
from the dirt of the trail
and the wind in the grass
from the words on the page
a poem emerges
after the last stanza – day six
and god sees it is very, very good
vii.
then god closes her tablet
too sore to type another word
she puts her faith in her reader
and retreats in silence
