I will continue to create the universe today right where God left off. Little pockets of chaos Somehow survived the ordering and I feel moved to move upon them as in the beginning the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. I will move upon my backyard today and the weeds will be subdued and the flowers can grow and it will be good. I will move long-distance upon a broken heart and leave a little balm and it will be good. I will move upon the hunger of my children with salad and spaghetti which is Emily’s favorite and it will be good and even they will say so. And I will move too upon their minds leaving a little poem or an important thought and that will be even better though they won’t say so. I will move upon birth defects and cancer with five- or ten-dollar checks to help the scientists who are battling the big chaos. And I will move upon world hunger with a twenty-four-dollar check for little Marilza in Brazil and it will be good. I will move upon the kitchen floor and the dirty laundry and a blank piece of paper and at the end of the day have a little creation to show. And the evening and the morning are my eighteen thousand and ninety-sixth day and tomorrow will start another one. And here is chaos and there is chaos and who knows if creation will finally be done?
Carol Lynn Pearson (1939-2026) was a poet, playwright, screenwriter, and social critic. She wrote more than forty books, including poetry, plays, fables, memoirs, and social commentary.
This poem first appeared in Beginnings & Beyond, published by Cedar Fort in 2005.
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