I come from God.

Calming cold, stealthy steel, impenetrable iron…I come from metal.

Unveil the atomic composition of my soul.

Beautiful brown, grinding grit, shifting sands…I come from earth.

Unveil the atomic composition of my soul.

Fiery flames, hypnotizing heat, bewildering blazes…I come from fire.

Unveil the atomic composition of my soul.

Sturdy sensitivity, fragile fragments, rough ridges…I come from wood.

Unveil the atomic composition of my soul.

Freely flowing, endlessly enduring, wandering waves…I come from water.

Unveil the atomic composition of my soul.

Every atom comes from God.

I am atoms.

Every soul comes from God.

God created the soul.

God cradles His creations.

My soul will return to God.

God will cradle my soul.

Might the infinite Universe be God’s cradle?

I come from God.

By: Daphne Knox McClain