The waters were still

And it was dark

The wind was silent

And it was cold

The earth was barren

Without clothing

The wind whirled the waters

Up into the heaven

To drop the first spindle

Spinning earthwards

Finger rain

And the sun brought light

To spin the first thread

Chained eyes of colour

Made the first whorl

The dew.

And the earth was clothed

With the warmth of that thread

Star-seed from the spinning

Once quickened in its cradle

To life