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.