Where were you, where was I?

Where were you, where was I
when God created, set the globe
of this world in its place in the universe,
founding it to spin, to have night and day
setting seasons, years to exist?

Where were anybody when the sun the first time
devoured the darkness, when earth and ocean,
the blue sea parted to let dry land appear

and who can declare the knowledge
of the starting of life, who has the capacity
to bring it forth?

Where were we when angelic beings
saw all of these happenings,
sang together in joy,
before mere man
started living, as a rational being?

[References: Job 38: 4-7.]

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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