Divine Music

by Anna Marie Mecham

When Jesus spoke
earth began.
The mountains rose.
The rivers ran.
The breath by which
the sparrow sings
was granted by
creation’s king.
The moon reflects
the golden light
of a sun’s glow
gone at night.
The ocean waves,
grains of sand,
held together by
a soft command.
The music of the
universe composed,
Divine voices spoke,
a world arose.