at the beginning
there was a blank sheet,
and in the darkness
creation was held in place
before the sparks and ember glows
set their marks in the distance.
a sound arose from the corners
of the universe
with a sun’s laugh of approval
while luminous seeds flew from a nova,
in waves of solar mirth,
and left an imprint of light and sound
set with the hand that created it.
Genesis is an ekphrastic poem, inspired by the artwork shown above, by R. S. Wesson.