Sunbeams and Starbeams and the colored forms,
The more I dream the more I gravitated towards.
The swirls and the spread out colors took my breath away
I love the genesis of this beautiful piece.

Life starting from the beginning is such an experience,
The more I dream the more I am leaning into it.
The heart is for eternity, love is born with serenity.
Truly a burning desire intertwined in its way.

In the quiet hush of ancient dawn,
Where nothing yet but dreams were drawn,
Genesis whispered, soft and clear,
A spark of life, a hope, a tear.

The earth was still, the skies untold,
No stars to gleam, no sun to hold.
Then came the breath, the first true light,
A burst of life, from endless night.

From dust and void, the world was spun,
Mountains rose, and rivers run.
The sky was painted, rich and wide,
And life emerged, to grow and glide.

The seed was sown in earth’s embrace,
The trees, the fields, the sacred space.
A new beginning, fresh and pure,
A story carved, a love so sure.

Genesis, the start of all,
In whispered winds, in nature’s call.
From nothing vast, from empty air,
A world began, beyond compare.

So in each dawn, in every seed,
Genesis lives, where hearts take heed.
A tale of birth, of growth and grace,
A journey endless, in time’s embrace.