And on the Seventh Day
I've heard it said that God rested on Sunday,
that he took the entire day off,
even though time did not yet exist
or even Mondays for that matter --
a name not to be conceived
for billions of years by the Babylonians
who, as rumor has it,
got the idea from the very accomplished Sumerians.
Was the Prime Mover and Shaker actually tired
after his proverbial six days of creating
everything out of nothing?
I mean, all those swirling gases!
All that expansion and contraction!
All those atoms,
not to mention trillions of galaxies
and the ever expanding space between them!
Did he need a nap?
The more I think about it, the more I wonder
what he or she or they
actually did on their day off.
Laundry?
Vacuum?
Make a long list
of all the people he would eventually
need to forgive?
My guess?
Nothing at all,
which is quite a trick when you
consider the fact
that the one who created everything
in the time it takes you
to do your taxes without an accountant,
likes to barbeque.
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