God saw everything that he had made, and indeed, it was very good. And there was evening and there was morning, the sixth day. – Genesis 1:31

Praise the Poet, Breath and Wind and Word,
who movement on the waters stirred up light
and night and land and sea, stars and planet whirling
on the cosmographic page.

Praise the Poet, summoning the earth to green abundance,
summoning the seas to swarm with life,
summoning the trees to welcome birdsong,
summoning the land to bear the tracks of feet.

Praise the Poet, maker of more poets, speakers of the word,
creators in the image of Creator, author of more authors.
A human writer often finds their characters find their direction.
The Poet watches poets make a universe of words.

A poet of the people, though, relies upon the languages
of human speech, on rhyme and rhythm and multiple meanings,
while God has written in broad rays of light, in buzzing bees,
in sweet perfume, in gentle touch, in salt upon the tongue.

Praise the Poet, Breath and Wind and Word!

A poem/prayer based on Genesis 1:1-2:4a, the Revised Common Lectionary First Reading for Year A, Trinity Sunday.

Photo by Eric Anderson.