the first day of the first year

On the first day of the first year
God moved above the emptiness, the nothingness, the formless void, the inky blackness
dreaming of creation
dreaming of you

today, he moves over your emptiness, the formless dark things in your heart
he dreams of life, dreams of creating something new

With a word he brings light.
No longer only darkness, but light and shade,
clarity, vision, hope
you can see
you can see the horizon
further, deeper

shape is brought to things that were meaningless and void
understanding

Where there was no hope, you can see a way
Where it was cold, there's warmth
In the empty dark places of discouragement, despair, perverseness -
now there is light, truth and cleanness.

And God sees that the light is good.

But there is light and darkness,
shadows are formed,
pools of confusion that the light glimmers across and reveals.
Thoughts are unclear.
Voices of hope and voices of anger mingle and collide in a chaos of confusion.

The light teases the darkness with hope, brings warmth to hurts, awakening the pain.
Brittle hearts of hardness splintering and cracking in the warmth of his light.

And God reaches into the whirlpool of light and darkness, gently lifting the light, separating it from the dark,
taking the pain, the emptiness, confusion, despair, darkness and discouragement out of the empty hearts
and places his love, light, hope, joy, inside.
The truth is made complete, whole and pure.

A new creation.
A new heart.
The old has gone.
The new has come.