Mixing the Colors

I imagine You in the beginning

Sitting above the ocean

and next to the lands

Only created the day before

Seated at a smoothly carved table 

with miscellaneous tools used to craft

Shining above is one dim light

(Before declaring light to be You had forgotten

to check all the wires

You had not signed up as an electrician

so this one would have to wait.)

Dipping fingers into the sea

and pulling up leaves from the ground

Borrowing some shine from a star occasionally

You began to mix and measure

Stir and grind and pour

Selecting concoctions that pleased You

To paint the sky and each fish that swam beneath You

Feathering each wing of each bird in the sky

and coating the land with rich earth tones

(only named so after your placement)

Impossible it is for a meager being to even attempt

such a feat as creating a new color

For You have done such a glorious job

at creating the unimaginable

to fill this world

With a different light