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It's Me Again, Margaret.
Hello, is this Margaret?
You don't know me, Margaret,
But I made you,
Made you from scratch, the hard way.
A burst of the densest matter ever
Into light and gravity,
Persistence of being.
As stars settled from clouds of gas
And all things began to turn around each other,
It got so hard to keep track of everything,
Galaxies taking billions of years
To turn in their great cycles,
But I know you are in there, Margaret,
On that tiny speck of a planet,
For I chanced to hear that one prayer
You uttered at age seven,
Which just now reached my senses
After threading its way through the Celestial clockwork.
You are likely no longer waiting,
But I speak now to say that
You don't know me, Margaret,
But I made you.
You don't know me, Margaret,
But I made you,
Made you from scratch, the hard way.
A burst of the densest matter ever
Into light and gravity,
Persistence of being.
As stars settled from clouds of gas
And all things began to turn around each other,
It got so hard to keep track of everything,
Galaxies taking billions of years
To turn in their great cycles,
But I know you are in there, Margaret,
On that tiny speck of a planet,
For I chanced to hear that one prayer
You uttered at age seven,
Which just now reached my senses
After threading its way through the Celestial clockwork.
You are likely no longer waiting,
But I speak now to say that
You don't know me, Margaret,
But I made you.
If I'm reading this correctly, it's the other side of "Are You There, God? It's Me, Margaret." It's not a book I've read, but I remember a bunch of kids in my class reading it about the time I was in 2nd grade. I don't have the context of what's in the book, but I'm not sure any is needed. Maybe you've borrowed some thematic material from it (if indeed that's actually the reference), but either way, this still stands alone well. It's a nice way to put perspective on all the astronomical things that had to happen for one girl named Margaret to exist. I think the "you don't know me" line is pretty striking. Again, maybe that draws from some context in the book, but it seems to imply Margaret doesn't believe in God. Or maybe it's just saying that while she's aware of God, He's beyond her comprehension? I'm not sure if it was intended, but it's a little bit of a dark turn. Nicely done, though. I enjoyed the atmosphere of this one.