When God Slept

This is a scenario about the 8th day after God rested.

I'll tell you a secret that's not hard to find.
The world we all live in exists in God's mind.
He envisioned the heavens along with the earth.
He imagined a world where the women give birth.

The thing God created went two separate ways,
but share the same nighttimes as well as the days.
He loved his creation and the people like sheep,
but those who came first were seen only in sleep.

What God saw that was good came back in a dream,
but memories of good things were not what he'd seen.
He saw in his head things that he had made real,
but the dream people waiting could already feel.

God woke on the 8th day and learned something new.
He realized that his mind could create people, too.
Creations are twofold - they're inside and out.
They start with ideas and results end all doubt.

God lives in the middle - somewhere in-between.
He uses his eyesight when we can't be seen.
He thinks we are here now, but what can he do?
The prayers come from many and not just a few.

He found a solution when day turns to night.
He'd watch all his children and keep them in sight.
He holds one eye open so sun shines in light.
The other he opens to make the moon bright.

To answer our prayers once, God thought of a son.
He sent him to people who's fortunes were none.
He fed some and healed some and helped a man see.
His mission in life was to set people free.

The son know as Jesus did many great things.
He worked like an angel, but didn't have wings.
The ones who had feared him nailed him to a cross.
The one who had loved him had felt a great loss.

His death was an omen, so God was not mad.
His son is now happy and we were so sad.
He broght back his son from a memory lost.
Would God send another? It might lead to cost!

God learned a new lesson on how he could save.
He looked on creation and made his hand wave.
The changes that happened were thought about well.
He took the bad people and sent them to hell!

God scanned all the earth like a great work of art,
but someone was missing who won his son's heart.
That person was Mary. What happened to her?
She was so pretty and more precious that myrrh.

The beloved desciple whom Jesus would love,
who both fit together like hands in a glove,
was nowhere in sight now so she must be found.
God now lowered his head and he made not a sound.

Were women in hell now and good people, too?
God wondered what measure his magic had knew.
He sought to rid evil, but what does that mean?
A world free of sin may be slightly too clean.

The cries from the children were heard in each town.
God kept his head bowed, but he dared not look down.
The kids lost their parents and their guidance, too.
What good are the clouds and the sky that is blue?

God woke with a startle and stayed very still.
An angel was seen on each mountain and hill.
The angels were singing while kids were at play.
The mothers were smiling and worshipped the day.

Was it just a dream or did angels step in?
Regardless, the outcome had seemed like a win.
The people were working and there was still sin,
but fine lines of judgement are painfully thin.

God cherished the angels, since they knew the way.
They could speak to him, but there's nothing to say.
The laughter of children had sounded like cries.
He saw his dear Mary and looked in her eyes.

God thought he was doing the things that he should,
but being in heaven he did what he could.
He now really wondered if he was awake.
To question his mind now was for goodness sake.