Where to begin?
With nothing. No, not a thing.
Where to begin?
With words. With words.
With nothing. No, not a thing.
I watched You take the nothingness and speak to it, Your words gave the nothing form.
What are You that Your words alone create the universe?
What mighty star-breather is it that called out to the air and the waters below to make the horizon?
All the earth was formed by Your breath
All the creatures that dwell therein, made by the same.
The thunder came from Your voice, the lightning answers Your call.
The world fell to You, to Your spirit, massive and mighty.
Under Your breath it was formed.
Beneath the great expanse of Your voice, the universe was born.
Where to begin?
With words. With words.
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