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She danced

After Genesis 1

Formless it was,

                            empty,

                                       dark,

                                               deep.

 

Here the Spirit of God hovered.

 

And indeed she danced

(is how she described it to me);

and she flew

and she pummeled and coaxed

and wooed and pushed

and groaned and sang and whispered

and shouted.

 

How can eternity become time

without such agitation and excitement?

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