Second Avatar, Five

Earl Pascoe,

On Waking, God

On waking, God beheld what he had wrought,
But all had changed so much throughout his sleep,
And he could not accept it; so he thought
That all should be destroyed with one dead sweep.
I’ll start afresh, he thought, and waved his hand –
With all destroyed, he waved his hand again,
And blissful stars congealed, again the land
Arose from stormy seas – man’s new domain.
And then God slept again, man holding sway,
In God’s good image, lording over all;
They knew to pray, but also knew to play
About a cosmos in their mindless thrall.
On waking, God beheld what he had wrought,
And he could not accept it; so he thought.