my god gave birth to the universe
in the darkness she cried out.

my god suckled the universe,
and it grew swirls of milky stars.

my god held the universe to her breast
and life sprung from rocky worlds.

my god weeps over the universe
to cleanse its wounds with her tears.

my god rocks the universe to sleep
slowing light-beats of its pulsars.

my god loves the children of her universe
and smiles upon them with the warmth of a grandmother 
hearing her baby’s baby speak his first words.

[Featured Image by David Siglin on Unsplash]