It began as a small cloud
Transfigured to an idea yet
Trashed itself into a problem
Emerged a sphere so sweet and blue
Ice summits cradling towering forests
I saw my work and wept
Its lives grew ferociously creative
Exponentially stacking errors into
Spectacular catastrophes until
In an exhilarating global fire
Blew itself apart
It’s taken a while to forget it all
Next time I create a whole new world
I’ll wait at least till the eighth day