I use to wish I was there for the Big Bang…I can only imagine my elation…
If I was there at the beginning…the first one to eavesdrop on creation.
To watch the world at its conception…to see the birth of the wind and the trees…
to marvel at the formation of the mountains…the rivers and the seas.
To witness the origin of the sun and the clouds that drift on high…
to watch each star begin to twinkle as they were placed up in the sky.
To witness the first sunrise and sunset…across our vast terrain…
to feel the first warmth of sunshine…to play in those first drops of rain.
But I was not present at the creation…and, you know what…that’s okay…
because I have found joy eavesdropping at the creation of each new day.
I watch as clouds I’ve never seen before are created in the sky.
I’ve watched…as a tiny caterpillar creates a butterfly.
I’ve seen flowers created from the earth…dolphins in the sea…
I’ve seen rainbows arch across the sky…created prismatically
I’ve witnessed babies being born…
In the eyes of parents I’ve seen love created on the spot
I’ve watched animals creating babies…yes…I’ve seen creation quite a-lot…
I learned long ago of all the creations before our eyes…
how in our life they’re interspersed…
and when it comes to seeing them…I don’t have to be the first.
I’ve learned how every creation is a gift…
how no two creations are the same……and should never be compared…
How every creation is to be cherished…
to be savored…
to be shared.
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