The Creation

The Creation

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​In the beginning the heart full of mirth
Let go of the heaven and the earth

And the heart was without form and void and brightness was upon the face of the deep
The heart had awoken from its invisible sleep

And the heart fell still upon the face of the waters
And there was a new love like a dynasty of devoted daughters

Silence knew the inner light
And the heart saw the light and it was good

And the heart divided not the light from the darkness and brought light
Into the depths of the night
And the evening and the morning were the first day

And to draw pleasure from form cramped the heart
And formed it forever apart
And the heart saw it was not good

The silence opened and embraced the world in its Grace
And everything could find its time and its place
Which was here and now in the heart

And the earth was free to create,
To love and to hate
And the heart was free just to be
And to truly see
And the evening and the morning were the second day

And the formless appeared in the heart
And there was joy
For the heart had a new toy
Stable and bright
With which to develop its inner sight
And the heart saw that it was good
And the evening and the morning were the third day

And the heart made a body in that inner sight
To suffuse that body with true light
So that the heart may cool its age-long fire
So that the heart may find love beyond desire
Craving could cease
And the future could finally rest in peace
And the evening and the morning were the fourth day

And the heart could see all the way inside
And the past had nowhere to hide
From the love of new eyes
Or from the hearts of the wise
And the evening and the morning were the fifth day

And the breath so refined
So undefined
Filtered the dust of the world
Until its innermost heart
Never apart
Formed a vessel of formless glass
In which the suffering of creatures may arise and pass
Safe and without a sound
Distilled into meaning more and more profound
Until the seeing was crystal clear
And the crystal held so dear
That to see the suffering was to be free of that suffering and free of fear
And the evening and the morning were the sixth day

And the heart did rest in peace
And the peace was eternal release
​And the evening and the morning were the seventh day.

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