Creation Myth

A Whisper created the Universe.

She blew a stream of air across her voice box,

through the gates of her lips

and words were loosed into the void.

The sound increased in magnitude

until it formed shouts of joy

and songs of praise.

The whoops of joy became waves of energy

that coalesced into matter. Bits of matter

became stars and plants and continents

and mountains and green, green valleys 

and oceans and frothy rivers

and sea monsters and dancing fish

and silly looking birds with long beaks and all kinds of animals.

 

The songs of praise separated

into individual notes that became humans.

The joyful noise sounded like the tinkle of wind chimes,

the crash of cymbals, the curling of waves,

the cry of a newborn, the flutter of wings,

a chortle of laughter, murmur of love,

the chanting of prayer.

The Whisper made the Universe

so she could send words out

where she could hear them, for she was tired

of keeping silent, of withholding her truth.

And on the first day, the Whisper smiled

and said in a booming voice, "It is good!"

And then she laughed.