this is how the earth was made

it began with light:
it floated into your room
golden
crept along the sheets
cupped your face
and what was left when it was gone
became fireflies
and then the heavens opened:
and with your head tilted backwards
droplets fell on lashes
and in an attept to be so beautiful,
the night stars began shining
time does not exist when you are in it
and with that the land was formed:
canyons in the cleft of your chin
lines drawn by fingers
across skin
blonde hairs become the grasslands
shapes form in the clouds
and all the rest are incomparable afterthoughts:
snow geese
shallow rivers
dragonflies...
smile and the earth is warmed

now take solace
in me.