God’s Breath

To the cadence of My breathing
all species come and go.
Consider this disclosure
an honor I bestow,

Who once inhaled the trilobites,
and trilobitten, sneezed.
The horseshoe crab resulted,
and long have I been pleased.

The stuff of exhalation
Europa now imbrues
with nascent animations
emerging from the ooze.

Just hu, of all My creatures,
have somehow cheated death.
Each time I plan hur exit,
hu take away My breath.