There is nothing, only energy —
An illusion of gas, liquid, and solid.
We call magnetic forces “matter,”
With the releasing of the light,
The attracting of the heavy.

Not only with hands
And feet,
Tongue and teeth
Do we draw near
Or draw away.
With deeds, with words
And thoughts
We HATE or we love.

The Creator spoke — and it came to be.
From the spiritual the Word was incarnate.
From the explosion it scattered,
In fragments it densified.