GenesisA Poem by MontagGenesis Highest heaven sent the wind over the face of moving waters. From afar the hand of God has shaped the formless void and God made a dome and called it sky the rooted land, all-embracing seas, the sun to journey across the dome of the sky. And it was so. And there was evening and there was morning and men came to know fear and sought to call the Lord by name. In the days of Enoch came a murder not the first, not so clearly marked. Then did men call upon the Lord by name. © 2026 Montag |
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