Poem: Whither Creation

May the waters spill as they glorify You.
May the stones crack and crumble as they praise You.
May the skies rend like threadbare garments as they honor You.
May the galaxies spin and spend their flames as they bow down to You.
May the cosmos return to the impenetrable chaos of the dark depths at the sound of Your command.

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