God rested on the seventh day, but that doesn't mean He stopped creating...
 

Sunlight prisms Off a single bead of sweat That drips from God’s tired brow As on the seventh day He relaxes in a hammock Strung between the stars The droplet streaks the sky A liquid rainbow ribbon As it falls from Heaven To Eden’s fertile soil far below And from the clay thus formed Spring forth unicorns, chimeras, Fish-eyed mermaids draped with pearls And all manner of Divine whimsy Never meant for this Creation