I love in the Bible, when whoever,
wrote that bit about creation said,
“And then God made the stars,” like
an afterthought.
Like a heart-beat that skipped,
that hopped and then tripped,
and accidentally speckled the sky with
diamonds.
Or peep-holes into Heaven.
Because that’s what I think a heart-beat
of a Loving God, might look like.
A bit like stars.