Before his cauldron of fire and brimstone, the Maker, Creator stands,
Swings his iron hammer and steeled chisel, fulfills his majestic plans.
As Mother earth, brother Mars, and sister Venus, wave to a lucky star,
The forming of the Universe now begins, as each creation is cast afar.
As the Lord God of all, stands tall, towering high above his forge of fire,
He gives to every new form the spark of life, as all the flames rise higher.
Like a mighty blacksmith, he stokes his celestial works, spreading grace.
Each to turn and spin, in their special place, one individual, all in its space.
He creates vibrant galaxies, each planet to revolve, and to orbit its own star,
His dynamic compilation is precise, a coexistence, exact, to the last millibar.
As meteors are hurled in the cosmos, are under his control, each sent afar,
Destruction, rebuilding, forces of his control, each tiny parcel, every orbiter.
The grand designer, the creative refiner, maintains his flock, on this earth,
Just as all accepting worlds in the universe, each has its own special birth.
Continued reincarnation, improved innovation, part of our architect's design,
Every planet in every star system, he watches over, always eager to refine.