G-d created the worlds with letters. She spoke and things that were not, were.
Creating universes, our sky and sea and earth.
And I create with letters. Patching warm and cold clarity with subterfuge into wedding quilts.
My conscious mind sings songs.
My unconscious soul hums archetypal melodies with counterpoint.
I see G-d’s trees and seas and bees and fleas. Teas and peas.
i weave my becks and fecks and lecks. Pecks and zocks.
It is brillig to co-create with my maker.