The Hand of God
God reached down into the sea
and pulled out the sun.
Drawing it up into the sky,
he shot it eastward to rise again.
But as it began its travels towards dawn,
the sun shot fire into the darkening
sky. Trails of it spread across the sea
gracing the shore with a final goodnight .
The sky reclaimed its own
and filled the clouds with fire
until the whole of it burst,
embers of the night.
God withdrew his hand.
The sea sighed and bid
us slumber. The sun traveled
far from us into other worlds.
We would go there
but our eyes close
as the darkening sea
rocks us until morning
when once again, God
will breathe us into the new day.
Janice DeRuiter Eskridge November 2013