"A Bird Singing in the Dead of Night"
Just Like Hope,
Just Like Mother Nature Herself,
The Only Hope In The Universe,
Creator of Life....
I, created,
 am a creator too.
From The Dust Of Pigment A Blank Page,
 Springs Forth Life
From The Infinite Life Source
 Within my Heart!
I Am With Life!
 I Give birth to poems, stories
the english language,
acts of kindness,
 love,
and paintings,
 and i also plant gardens.
Don't tell me I am not a creator.
Purely From My Soul Springeth Forth The Abundant Creation Of Love, Art And Poetry
And I Pray To Nature, and Hate Death.
I will face it like any other creature.  When it comes,
I will face death.  But Until then, I am springing forth
The Life of love and beauty that is The Humanites
The Humanities of Humanity, The Arts, Ethics, And Faiths
Not To Mention Creations.  From Nothing.
In JEsus Name,
AMEN!!!!!