And God smiled again, And the rainbow appeared, And curled itself around his shoulder. — James Weldon Johnson

With his head in his hands,

God thought and thought,

Till he thought: I'll make me a man!

So God stepped over to the edge of the world

And He spat out the seven seas;

He batted His eyes, and the lightnings flashed;

He clapped His hands, and the thunders rolled;

And the waters above the earth came down,

The cooling waters came down.

Young man—Young man—Your arm’s too short to box with God.