I.
Orange neon
The angels sat on the tree of life
fluorescent blue and pistachio green
galaxies branched
the expanse of the world
till grass grew
men walked the earth
and god was there
the encompassing void.
II.
The sacred cloth hanged
an infinite swath
of wandering moons
in opposing ways
silent travels
all was nothing
but folded planes
and god was there
the sea covering quilt.
III.
Of absolutes
then men gathered
paint of shadows
out of the dark
they drew an arc
heavenward it went
downward it grew
fixing the world.
and God was there
merely his name.
IV.
He stood the line that defined the day
gifted the gallows
heartened our fear
he wiped in red
the pale and white
he shed his shell
but shed no tear
for god was there
his two severed hands.