We Speak of Creation
A Poem by John Anderson
We speak of creation as if it were a moment in time before which, nothing.
But suppose it were a pause, a breath held lightly in wonder or a dancer lighting on the toes of one foot
before she springs further and further on to the next...
© 2014 John Anderson
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Fine writing here. Imagery and metaphor.
Posted 10 Years Ago
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With God, one day is like one thousand years. Mother Nature is still working, how tired she must be of us humans destroying her creations....Valentine
Posted 10 Years Ago
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Nice thoughts penned nicely.
I see images of the creator tip toe dancing thru time space
Posted 10 Years Ago
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Very thoughtful! Enjoyed it.
Posted 10 Years Ago
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Yeah it was good,made me think about the last line
Posted 10 Years Ago
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Fantastic imagery and classic phrasing. I was drawn in, reveling in the moment, until I read your final line! Great piece
Posted 10 Years Ago
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very nice write John. i enjoyed the read
Posted 10 Years Ago
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Wonderful! Such gorgeous imagery and feeling! This one just shines so brightly-
Posted 10 Years Ago
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Interesting thoughts John. A light touch on creation when it's usually wrought with heavy dramatic overtures.
Posted 10 Years Ago
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