Genesis Poem by Mark Sauer

God made Adam. But Adam made Eden,
When his eyes opened to precipitate
From the infinite cloud the one garden.
All possibilities thronged at the gate
Of his pupils in panicked judgement day,
Screaming, pleading to be born. Time began
While God rested. The angels, in dismay,
Watched the multiverse collapse through the man
As worlds popped like bubbles. Some stars survived,
Here and there - but with so much void between!
As his few chosen pets took breath, hordes died
Of gargoyles, chimeras. Through silent green,
Naming things, Adam wandered in the dawn.
God woke, too late; near everything was gone.