CREATION SONG
Abba, U slung this chunk of cooling space-rock into orbit * and wrapped the
biosphere around it.
U coaxed forth precise conditions * for thoughts slowly to emerge, tentative
and slimy, from primeaval mud.
U provided animals for our clumsy ancestors to hunt, * and on the walls
of caves they scrawled icons of their gratitude.
U sought out tribes to represent U in the world, * and wrestled them into
something like submission.
U rescued them from slavery by the hand of Moses and Aaron, * and many
unsubmissive women.
U hounded them with relentless prophets, * and beheld the folly of their
kings.
U revealed Urself in unexpected births, * and in the fertility of fields and flocks.
U scattered them like seeds upon the earth, * that they might become a blessing to
the world.
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