Chapter 6 – The Days of Noah
In ancient days, the world was dark and vast,
A shadowed land where wickedness held fast.
The sons of God beheld the daughters fair,
A union forged, a world beyond repair.
Their offspring, giants, roamed the earthly plane,
A threat to mankind, terrorizing, reign.
Yet in this time, one righteous heart did dwell,
Noah, a beacon in a world of hell.
The Lord’s own eyes, the wickedness did view,
Regretting His creation, old and new.
He vowed to cleanse the earth, its evil end,
A mighty flood, to nature’s rules suspend.
But Noah found favor in the Lord’s own gaze,
A just and righteous man in those dark days.
Instructed to build an ark of vast design,
A refuge for the world, a plan divine.
With pitch and wood, the ark began to rise,
A sanctuary, as waters touched the skies.
With creatures seven by two, both great and small,
They sought the refuge of the ark’s grand hall.
The rain began to fall, a deluge grand,
A flood that swept o’er every sea and land.
For forty days, the waters reigned supreme,
A world submerged in a relentless dream.
Within the ark, God’s promise took its flight,
Preserving life, and ending wicked night.
As waters receded, dry land did appear,
Noah’s ark a symbol of hope sincere.
From Noah’s line, the world was born anew,
A covenant, God’s promise, ever true.
A rainbow in the sky, a brilliant sign,
Of grace and mercy, through all of time.
The days of Noah, a tale both dark and bright,
A world reborn from nature’s ancient fight.
In faith and hope, the human heart survives,
As long as love and God’s promise thrives.