An Old Man sat in his little shop called the Heaven
As he made little clay dolls in the batches of Seven
Gabriel, A curious passerby
Fascinated, stopped by
“These are too many beautiful dolls, I see
Where will you keep them? How will they be?”
The Old Man pointed to a little box in the corner
One fourth of which was clay; three fourth Water
In that box labelled “Earth”  said he
That is where my clay dolls shall be!
Gabriel asked: “How will they fit the box? Don’t you think it is a little too small”
The Old Man replied: ” I will create cycles of birth and death like rise and fall
From dust they are and to dust they shall return
They will live on earth not at once but turn by turn”
Gabriel questioned: “If you give them death, would not they be unhappy and fearful all the time”
The Old Man said: “I shall give them hope and dreams to live on; make death silent and sublime”
With that the Old Man gave his first doll HA the breath of life
And took out his rib and carved it into the most beautiful wife
Together they initiated the first cycle of life; they gave birth
to the first babies; Brought magic and life in the box called Earth

Challenge today was to write a poem on creation myth.