Lost To Man: A Poem of Creation

Lost To Man

I was stuck in a dream

As if suspended

While the air left me quickly

And plunged me back to the Beginning–

And what a beginning!

Galaxies furled and unfurled

As stars came into

Being,

The moon and planets

Breathed,

Absorbing the darkness

Till I could see God standing beside me.

The Ancient of Days smiled,

For He’d recently made Time,

And I laughed at the way

That the earth felt

Beneath my fingertips:

Like water and dirt

And grass and fur–fur?

My head dipped inside the earth’s

Atmosphere

And my eyes sparkled upon seeing them:

The sheep and oxen,

Grazing in peace,

And the lion cubs

Cuddling beside them.

I saw fruit trees, and trees

Of life and death which drew my awe–

Till I remembered what would happen

(Had happened)

Here.

Soft footsteps fell on fertile soil

And a graceful felon emerged,

Softly sliding atop leaves

With eyes shining in malice

And scales as slippery as sin,

Foreshadowing man’s easy fall

Into the curse that rent our world.

I closed my eyes,

Which were set again on a broken visage,

Until I opened them in a fallen world,

a Paradise lost,

And I wished for the place

Long lost to man.

But as I read Revelation,

I saw a higher truth still:

Paradise isn’t lost forever–

The Image will be whole again

And paradise? It will regained better than before

For the Restorer will usher in an age

That was once thought forever

Lost to man.