by Scot Pierce

Created on: June 01, 2011

A Creation Myth

The starry skies are watering with tears

The mortal Earth, the death enveloped sphere

Like parents at the funeral of kin

That were in Paradise but died of sin –

The sin that like the moon depriving Day

By obfuscation of her solar rays,

Revokes from life its astral right of birth

To grasp infinity – realize its worth.

Those starry tears descend like the effects

Of pregnant clouds the thirsty ground collects,

Imbuing matter with a foreign theme

From which a form, a bridge, a link is seen

To emanate from clay endowed with light,

A thing in which the stars and earth unite;

A hope that makes those starry beings smile

Bestowing dreams upon the mortal miles.

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