Our Universe Awoke

Wow!! Powerful work! I love this, especially the last part.

"Such great faith His plan did have,
for what He believed... He spoke.
And in that beginning, when he spoke the word,

our existence then awoke."

I love it! 5/5

I'm sorry, that's just not my style. I like rhyme in my poetry, and tangible thoughts that fit together. Not the compressed mystery that your style proposes, I like your added lines in the end though, not necessarily for this poem tho.
pushing up through the white soil of divinity, love that!!

Hi Randy, these are interesting thoughts and you formed the poem well.

I am going to illustrate what could happen with come compression, removing some of the linking pieces.

I hope this makes some sense. Compression pares the ideas down to their core strength and adds mystery.

We Awoke

All are alive because of faith,
our ability to feel a gift from
The Astonishingly Great.
In his hands we are made real.

Faith small as a mustard seed,
brings great change.

Small as a seed, we can move
or part the sea.

Perfect faith created "IT ALL",
and keeps "IT ALL" intact.
In perfect faith, we move and act.

What He believed, He spoke.
And when He spoke His word,
we awoke to our existence,
we pushed up through the white soil
of divinity. or white soil of grace.

I am in a masters program for poetry writing.

Firstly, a factual piece... I just loved every bit of it... And I like your poems on life as they hold true... Keep writing(: