It was her world,
that made it special.
The first world she’d built,
in the beginning,
was but a pinpoint of light in the darkness.
It expanded in her mind,
in the void that was.
The land rose as mountains
and fell as great seas.
Cultures and communities awaking,
good and evil finding their footing.
in a moment when she held her breath,
their lives arcs to follow.
©August 2019, Christina Anne Hawthorne