Creation was written in 1993 (20 years ago). My life was in a tornado then: destruction yet to be in full view. My personal journal into which this was scribbled was an exploration of Mercy. Others encouraged me to look to God for transformation of self. Ironically I was not able to take communion where I kneeled with them to worship. I later became uncomfortable with the use of "He" in this poem but I saw it comforted others and I could not otherwise label the source of creation in a way that was satisfying to me. It remains a testimony to the wonders of our universe and my most treasured gift: Motherhood. I visit it here in times of need to be open to the unknown.
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