"Chaos Breathe Creation

This is a poem about the creative process itself. I used light religious symbolism to convey, through analogy, how the creative process is the externalization of making sense of chaos.

Chaos Breathe Creation

 

Out of Chaos, God created Man.

“The word was God & the word was with God”,

But ever since then,

Man has proclaimed: “There is work to be done!”

For Creation is Chaos!

Chaos made beautiful!

For the wrath of Man’s malice

stems from the Man, unable to use these creative tools.

For the greatest Sin will have been committed

if Man is prevented from chasing his passions.

And if these passions are bound and restricted,

there is might chance that one could find themselves on the wrong side of Madness!

To not know what greatness might have existed,

is indeed a tragedy of epic proportions.

Thus, in this regard one might have to bear witness

and expose themselves to this sordid misfortune.

But when a Man can create and make sense of his folly,

he makes sense of his Chaos and situates the things as they should be ordered.

Pleasing the angels of beauty and all wisdom that’s Holy,

the Man is redeemed; this pleases the Heavens & good fortune is therefore awarded!

Author's Note

Any constructive criticism is always welcome! I enjoyed creating this as it was kind of "meta" in a way. Creating a poem about creativity.