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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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