By L. M. Shearer Early in time the womb of the world waited in dark for the word spoken that would break light over the waters and be called “day” and the soft setting of light over the horizon that would be called “night” the world's first morning and the world's first evening and he stretched a canopy over the waters to keep the waters back that girdled the earth above which the word of God labored to shape and smooth an expanse in the evening black and in the day glowing with light from a source unseen he drew the waters back from the earth’s heart and up from the ground sprung grasses thick and green and fruits of fruit-bearing trees both sweet and tart and called it dry land and above it deep within the expanse he gave the sun guardianship of the day’s light and made moon and stars and gave the rule of the night to every one and took to the sea and filled it to his delight with creatures that varied in size and shape infinitely and taking the wind that circled the earth he fashioned a creature that could sail it freely and turned the next day again to the dry land to work beasts and creeping things for the freshborn land then fashioned his own likeness out of the dust of the earth and breathed his own breath into him, and named him “Man.” L.M. Shearer is a high school and Sunday school teacher from the beautiful Pacific Northwest, USA. She volunteers as a Court Appointed Special Advocate, studies theology in her spare time and has occasionally written poems on post-it notes at work.
Shearer's other work on Foreshadow: He Stretched Out His Hands (Poetry, November 2024) The Revelation of John (Poetry, October 2024)
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