The Night Of Creation Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Night Of Creation



The night of creation, the making time, how had it been, I know it not,
Who is it to dawn upon,
How had it been the night,
The night of creation?

God creating man and the world,
The earth, light and darkness,
The creatures,
Man and the beasts.

How, how did he the tiger, ferocious and brutal,
Did it growl and roar at the Maker,
When the work was complete?

The night of creation,
Who is it to tell me
All about the night of darkness?

But we know it not,
Why did He the tiger,
Burning and bright?

What had it been the purpose behind
His making,
God and the tiger, think I?

The duality I can see I, feel it
With which He has made this world,
But the world on the brink of extinction.

The night of creation know not,
Nor has someone told me about,
What did it happen then?

How did it God made the earth, the world around,
How did He man,
How did He the things all around?

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