britewordworm

February 25, 2013

Word Forty-Seven: Creation

Filed under: 100 Themes Challenge — by britewordworm @ 10:28 am

Black. Empty. Vacant.

He saw it as it was, yet He saw the potential it held. He spoke, and a whole new world was formed. Light danced across the foundations, and waters glittered underneath. Clouds bounced in the sky, and birds flew with glee. Vegetation grew- flowers blossomed, trees sprouted fruit, grasses stretched skyward. Beings trotted along new paths, sniffing around for where to lie their head.

And finally, man walked the new world. Brought to life by a simple pile of dust, and a breath from Him, man was now alive.

He looked around and saw it was good.

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