God came up with a hobby,
writing songs, a self-healing
out of boredom, now immersed
a resting space riding on lyrical waves.
He then began to sing,
but echoed a lonely dissonance
that made Him shed a sombering tear.  

So, He let the resting wave ripple
with one emotional tap, and out came  
an octave, a set of singing notes,  
floating along the lyrics
but without an audience, He so longed for
filling His days with an appreciative overture
from somebody, anybody, something, or anything.

Then He paused, made angels
from the light at his disposal
asked them to feel His passions
but they did not know how;
instead, they loyally bowed to worship.
After came Djin, a symbiotic counterpart,
designed from fire without flame and
asked them to feel His songs,
instead, they ran around like a wild bunch,
but gathered one, the lowest vibes
that matched theirs.

Frustrated, God then engineered Humans
with earthen clay and added soul
from his pure self, and surprisingly,
that did it, when passions and emotions
filled heaven together with ever cheerful, graceful,
and appreciative earthlings Adam and Eve,
who, in an instant, became His favorites.

Iblis, the djinn who was the smartest of all,
was even considered angel-like by the rest,
could not stand humans for being given
the uppermost echelon, an honor, also defied
bowing to Adam as was directed by God,
and heaven expelled him for disobeying.

Iblis used his deception and
brought down human souls from heaven,
history replays as God mends depth
to the awareness cycle
every twenty-six thousand years
on a clean, blank slate for humanity's ascension,
a price He pays for creating Shaytan.


Toronto, August  7, 2025