SONY DSCAnd Lo, darkness was
On the face of our deeps. The
Spirit fluttered, breathed.

And breath became word,
And the word was spoken. And
We heard and cried out,

“Let this voice remain
Silent. Grant us, darkness, our
Death, lest our life come.”

And the word became
Light, and we cried that all our
Hope was lost; and said

“Damn you.” We wept for
Dead death as for a father,
And we cried for the

Womb of our mother
Darkness, where we had been safe
And dead, dead and safe.

And we wept to be
Born, and were born regardless,
And then there was light.