Many octillions of scattered stars whiz across the vastness of space.
Intently a tiny blue dot pirouettes like a dancer around a sun.
Racing at 1500 kilometres per hour, this inconsequential point is
Actually home to seven billion breathing bodies, each containing one hundred trillion
Cells, and each of these cells comprised of two hundred trillion atoms.
Lifting his hands, God twirls with all of creation as he
(Existing from sub-particle to quasar) keeps life spinning in stillness.


Writing 201: Poetry
Assignment — Day 2:

Prompt: GIFT
Form: Acrostic
Device: Simile

An acrostic is any poem in which the first (or last) letters of each line combine to spell out a word or a phrase, or follow the order of the alphabet;  they’re a creative way to give order and convey multiple meanings at once while staying fairly subtle.
A simile makes a connection or introduces the idea of similarity between two concepts that aren’t intrinsically connected using the words like or as in the comparison.

The miracle of life and the enormity of creation have been hounding me for quite some time.  The fact that all things are in constant movement and yet we can perceive absolute stillness is amazing to me.