God at creation
When God created the world
He must be in a big freehand
Or at a whimsical moment
Then there was light,
There was day and night
Stars upon the vault
Fishes in the ocean
Vegetation for the land
And animals and birds
Then Adam out of dust
And Eve from his bust
done in flying colors at a stroke
Everything is in Perfection
Yet without elaboration
And the amaze is never duplicated
The fate of all things
It\'s just a toss of dice
So is an artist\'s ecstasy
Into a kingdom of freedom
As with God at creation