Little creature whom we love,
We spoke a space for you.
We parted the waters in the glory of our light
And made the heavens for you to gaze at.
That was our second day, a day of separating.
But then we gathered.
We brought the waters below together
And made the ground appear.
Then we named them. We called them by a sound.
And as we looked upon them,
We saw that this was good.
I take space for granted.
I walk in it without a thought.
The sky I see and marvel at.
But this space, this place for us,
I cannot find my gratitude for it.
Thank you, my maker, for separating the waters,
For making a way for me.
And thank you for being a gatherer.
You brought together the waters
So we could walk.
Here I sit on a piece of earth
That you rose out of the waters,
Baptized by your speech,
Made good because of your greatness.
I have space and a place to stand
Because of your words for me.
What do you say?