Man and the Throneroom

I remember standing in that courtyard,
with its lofty pillars and grand details.
Nothing was out of place or form,
nothing but me and every other.
Welcome, this is the throne room of the Beloved.

The Beloved then called us one by one,
first went the camel, then the quail.
Finally, the stars still new, I was called,
man entered the throne room of God.

God said 'yours are the caves and forests,
yours are all what lies between.'
and to this, man frowned.

God however, he didn't scorn or fume,
he simply smiled, understanding His Hands.

'Then, yours is the sky and earth,

and whatever lies between,
go forth in Mercy, build and sow seeds.'

This time, man smiled,
and to this God frowned,
'Sculpture of Clay, matter with thee?

Go forth, with blessings and curse,
be the owner, the earth shall be your horse,
its inhabitants shall be your slaves,
thou shall be its master,

but understand well oh clay,
earth shall be made paradise for you,
and then hell is doomed for you,
and that day, I alone shall be the master,
and you shall be the troublest of slaves'

And to this, man left unfazed.