Creation

What does it mean for humans to create? This is a question that has always been important to me, as a creative person. But as I have delved further into my Masters degree, much of which is concerned with the role of creativity in education, it has become something I have pondered more and more. This poem is a step towards considering particularly what it means to work creatively under a creator God.
 
Creation

not ex nihilo, for
         all matter is that shall be
and cannot be
                  created or
         destroyed, only
re-organised, reshuffled,

like pieces in a shifting
         puzzle, or the notes within
the stave, position
                  altered to
         make sounds
majestic like the breath

of dawn upon dry ribs,
         the tune of rising life,
of fluctuating spirit,
                  working in
         the scheme
already fixed, yet shifting.

But what privilege
         to plant seed and see
it grow, to see these
                  atoms move,
         rearrange
in ever-changing harmony!

As though the Maker
         of these things, had set
within unchanging self
                  the wish
         to see
our hands participate

in the turning of this soil, this
         mixing of colour, of sound,
as though His father’s wish
                  was to share
         beauty’s growth
and to make it grow through us.

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