Chaos
Vacant space
Echoes split endless void
Worlds untouched by light
Golden fire consumes aching shadows
Whispered words divides crystal oceans
Mountains exalted among chariots of praise
Banks of flowers kissed by heavens dew
Morning blossoms herald a glorious day
Stillness in the air
It is finished
Silence
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Written for Sunday Scribblings
Life From A Park Bench 
You can appreciate little with noise around you but in silence beauty abounds. We need words like yours to sit back and ponder the pleasures in life.
What a beautifully written anthem of creation!
I too ‘saw’ creation, you described the act so well.
i love the journey from chaos to silence! wonderful!
Thank you, i love writing about creation
This is lovely!