Before the firmament was hung
as backdrop for the galaxies,
the spirit of creation stirred
and murmured, “All is well.”
Behind a white primordial screen,
the painter of the universe
was mixing colors, shades of light,
and smiling. All is well.
Between the oceans’ ebbs and flows,
the peaks and valleys, rocks and grass,
a changeless matrix is revealed
as proof that all is well.
Beyond the fundamental set,
the king of choreography
assigns the species to their marks
with purpose. All is well.
Because the players blink and fade
like stars in love’s connecting ring,
eternity’s a running show.
Forever, all is well.
2013 Mary Boren