I wasn’t there in creation’s days,

But will be there the day of days.

My arms and might were yet unknown,

When Eve & Adam a gate was shown.

Six great days God did create,

But not me…He picked at later date.

Fifteen hundred years all passed away,

Before I came to dance or play.

Three Million of me am birthed each day,

We don’t live long, we just go away.

Attraction makes my light to shine,

But can’t stay long…for there’s no time.

When I’m around you know great fear.

If you hear my voice you know I’m near.

Each of me is unique and free,

When close to me best bend a knee.

A question I ask before I leave,

What is my name I grant no reprieve?