Something from Nothing

I haven't shared this with very many folks, but here's a little something that had a major influence in Rich and I becoming writing collaborators. Maybe it will have some meaning for you today.

A man and a woman,
and there was no love.
No chance of survival,
but you're up above.

A woman lay barren,
no hope of a child.
Full of nothing but sadness,
then you give a smile.

Something from nothing,
no future, no past.
And then, in an instant,
divine hope at last.

A void that existed,
you filled with a plan.
From dust of the earth,
you built up a man.

A dry field lies cracking,
to farmers' disdain.
No food in the garden,
then you send the rain.

Something from nothing,
no night, and no day.
You speak, and there's sunrise,
but that's just your way.

We try to explain you
with science and math.
But what we forget is
that you lay the path.

My life had no meaning,
I wandered alone.
Then you entered my heart
and made it a home.

Something from nothing,
no future, no past.
And then, in an instant,
divine hope at last.

Something from nothing,
no future, no past.
And then, in an instant,
divine hope at last.

Poetry