a poem of Genesis

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In the beginning, there was only void,
A formless mass, yet to be enjoyed.
Then God spoke, and light was born,
A dazzling display, a brand-new morn.

With a word, the heavens he spread,
Stars and galaxies, in patterns they tread.
Planets and moons, in orbits they dance,
A cosmic symphony, a divine trance.

On Earth, God's handiwork continued to show,
Mountains and valleys, rivers that flow.
Forests and deserts, oceans so wide,
In every corner, God's artistry sighed.

Then came life, in all its forms,
From tiny insects to creatures that storms.
Animals roamed, in harmony's embrace,
A perfect balance, a peaceful race.

Last but not least, God fashioned man,
In His image, with a divine plan.
To care for His creation, to tend and keep,
In this world, a promise to reap.

And so, the world was formed, in beauty and grace,
A testament to God's love, in every place.
In every sunrise, in every night's sky,
The creation of the world, a wonder so high.

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