A Universe Is Born

Poem By Troy Osman

Self-existent deity,
celestially displayed,
spoke into potential
and the Universe was made. Look into the heavens
and behold the starry host.
Seldom does man look up
to marvel and to boast By his hands he stretched them out,
across the endless space,
like an artist sets his canvass
or a potter forms his base. Gas compresses into clouds,
clouds clump into planets and stars,
Gravity pulls matter in,
atom contact, reaction spin. How great a God to
galaxies form!
A wave of hand

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