It Is Good

Darkness on the water A spirit in the wind The Earth is born and without form and chaos closes in ‘Til bursting forth in glory—oh, the light that burns within! A voice begins “It is good, it is good The water, the fire—the spirit, earth, and wind Yes, it is good, it is good And I would do it all again” There’s wisdom in the garden But a serpent in the grass A just reward, a flaming sword, a flood throughout the land ‘Til arcing across the heavens—oh, the rainbow bids you stand! A voice commands “It is good, it is good The colors, the wonders—the consequence of man Yes, it is good, it is good And I would do it all again” The ego of an artist The scribble of a pen Upon a page, a final say as life draws to an end But it’s not some idle claim—no, to say and mean ‘Amen!’ A voice, again “It is good, it is good The valleys, the mountains—the beginning and the end Yes, it is good, it is good And I would do it all again And I would do it all”