© 2002, Creekside Press
"THE BIRTH OF GOD"
by Cranston Stroup
All things must change. Inflexible, the law
Held over matter still its cold decree.
The crystals, three-dimensional and staid,
Looked forward to a fourth to set them free.
So, constantly, under the benign and strong
Dissolving influence of water, light,
And heat, the crystals changed their forms.
And thus new combinations and designs
Were formed on earth, and in the mind of God:
Until one day no crystal formed. But there
Where it had been changed there strangely lay
A life ... four-dimensional and free.
A tiny plant had started off alone
On those uncharted waters of the earth
To destinies unknown to it or to
The mind of God. Quietly it moved,
This first uncertain bit of life. It moved
And suckled air; and as it fed on air
Divided. So as days spread into years
The sea, and all the rivers and the streams
Soon teemed with diatoms. But soon some lives
Found shelter where there were no rays of sun.
It happened then that one more greedy life
Absorbed another being; grew to live
On plants. And thus the protoplasm came
To live without its feeding chlorophyll.
Then animals were born, and born to live
Without the sun, but feed on other life.
See the change it made. Within the mind
Of God evil was born, for life had fed
On life. And this once dark and virgin mind
Of God conceived of Death and pain.
As God conceived of Death, there art was born;
And with art conscious beauty. So the world
From its own travail bore its loveliness,
In God and all that lived.
........................................And all this life
Found haven after death within the mind
Of God. The Unmoved Mover now had life
And permeated all the earth with forms
Which molded changing life. And soon these plants
And animals which groped, one-celled and blind,
About the earth, had sought and found their like,
And were a colony. And as they lived
Their vital labors were partitioned 'til
This once-barren earth teemed with many plants,
And countless animals who felt the urge
To leave the hospitable sea so filled
With life and find a home. Later the wolf
And saber tooth began to roam the wilds-
Followed the ancient, giant reptiles who
With clumsy, monster feet trod down the ferns.
These transient behemoths gave way to sheep
And nimble goats, and graceful, agile deer.
The old order changed. The wolf remains.
The saber tooth is gone. But ugliness
And beauty are companions on the way.
So out of shadowed contrast ... art was born.
And now the great, long-conscious God looked down
Upon the earth, and saw that it was good.