This story begins at the end of a brooding and desolate night.

The God Elohim hovered over the vast and shapeless abyss. After a long breath, He uttered the first word:

“Light.”

A brilliant shaft aroused the sleeping void, and like a searchlight, it illuminated an ancient battle scene. Here God crushed the head of the watery dragon Chaos and pierced the spirit of the raging flood.

From out of the storm, He lifted a bright, blue canvass that shrouded the earth-in-flux like a dome, its four corners meeting to create the axes of a cross. This airy sphere separated the waters of the chaotic underworld from the secret courts of the heavens.

Lands formed as God cut boundaries into the waterways, and a lush garden sprung with vibrant colors from the banks of a crystalline river.

Thick vegetation blanketed the dry land in every direction, and two large trees flanked the tributary. They tangled into an arch at their crown, forming a bridge over the flowing water.

These were the Life Tree and the Knowledge Tree, and they dwarfed all other plants.

“Good,” God said as He hurled the sun, moon, and an array of luminaries across the sky. “This is all good.”

He created sea creatures, land creatures, sky creatures, engineering each to multiply by instinct across the land and sea. Insects hummed, mammals groaned, and an assembly of new life vibrated a symphony of praise into the far and outer reaches of space.

Then God made a strange creature like Himself and placed him in the middle of the garden beneath the crosshatched shadows of the high trees. Like the animals before him, Adam rose mightily from the mist-moistened clay. But unlike other creatures he was given a spirit, animated by the very breath of God.

“This is very good.”

God gave His supreme achievement dominion over the hierarchical realms of the new world. Adam named every species, cataloged the stars, tilled the land, and established order. He had full run of the place, but something was amiss.

Considering Adam’s milieu, God caused him to fall into a deep sleep, seized a portion of clay from his body, and fashioned with it another creature like Himself.

Upon waking, the son of God looked upon his equal with immense pleasure.

“Now that’s what I call a woman.” As their bodies intersected, his loneliness was satiated. The first king and queen ruled their kingdoms together without self-awareness, without shame.

God took inventory of everything He had made, and seeing it was all right, He rested.

Inspiration: Genesis 1-2, Psalm 74:12-17, Isaiah 51:9-10

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