SEVEN HOURS by S. A. David

Tens of thousands of years back
Til now Yah does not anything lack
He begat mawlawks and kissed them
But His words were special among them
Then he proceeded into production
A production that defied calculation

A dark mirage enshrouded the waters
Yah’s breath brooded over the dark deep waters
In the first hour of production
Yah produced out of nothing illumination
He benedicted the great luminary objects
The sun, moon, stars always above the jets

In the second hour of production
In the waters, shechinah caused a separation
Into waters that loved the surface of the globe
And waters that were suspended in the air above
She produced inert gases in their right proportion
Just to produce a perfect creation

In the third hour of production
No doubt there were convulsions
He proceeded to raise dry mass out of the waters
And the seas pushed up their basin of waters
Still, Yah brought forth wonderful cellular structures
Flowers, trees, fruits, berries which adorned the futures
He blessed the greens with chlorophyll
So in sun’s smile they have their fill

By the end of the fourth hour of production
Terre’s surface presented a beautiful sight
Without any tool of calculation
Shechinah produced an earth with night light
A very beautiful earth with daylight
In the fifth hour of production
Pisces were commanded into evolution
Arboreals emerged without diction

In the sixth hour of production
His breath made animal souls
Lower animals, not foul
Then Yah rang up Shechinah
To join him in the apex of production
Which did not involve any process of complication
A process of simplification

From the dust of the earth he made man
From the button she made woman
Then the production came to a conclusion
Man was made head of their creation

By the seventh hour the production came to a conclusion
Yah took leave and bequeathed the seventh hour a benediction

Now, who made Yah?
Where from is Shechinah?
Aye, the Hebrews manufactured them