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Creation boiled down

A poem by Scott Barton on Genesis 1:1–2:4a.

Photo by Marek Piwnicki on Unsplash.

First, when chaos reigns and life is ruined,
There will always be light;
Second, when we find ourselves lost and at sea,
There is yet air to breathe;
Third, when we are flailing around thinking there is no tomorrow,
There are still grounds for planting trees and tilling gardens;
Fourth, when we are completely under the weather,
The sun and the moon will rise;
Fifth, when we feel like a fish out of water, with bird brains,
We really...

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