It has been decided, we will create Earth. 

“How shall we proceed?”

Start with a good sized Star, not too big.

Bright and nourishing.

“Yes, sir.”

The process was swift, a sprinkling of stardust.

Pressed in the hands of the keepers of the Cosmo’s.

The Sun was born.

Creative liberty was taken as the process went along.

Neighboring planets were crafted to keep Earth humble, pique their curiosity.

“Sir, it’s time.”

The final step had to be performed by me and me alone.

Water, for nourishment, land for living.

A good distance from the Sun.

And the last step, it’s inhabitants.

Hand me the box.

I lightly dust the planet with chaos.

And now we wait.