What if God was a 3 year old toddler?
What if God was a 3 year old toddler whose toys were the sun, moon, earth, stars, and rainbow?
What if God were just three years old
chubby cheeks and fingers bold,
with giggles like thunder and eyes full of skies,
and wonder wide as a world in surprise?
He'd stack the planets like colored blocks,
spin Saturn’s rings like candy tops,
toss the sun in a game of catch,
then giggle when comets go off-track.
He’d drag the moon by a silver string,
tie stars in knots like a nursery thing,
paint the rainbow with sticky hands,
then wipe them on clouds like they were rags.
His tantrums would rattle galaxies,
a pout could freeze the seven seas.
But oh, his joy! The kind that glows,
and blooms in places no one knows.
Time would nap in a corner crib,
while space played peekaboo under his bib.
Creation, a game of make-believe
a sandbox where we all still breathe.
And maybe we’d understand:
this world began in a child’s hand,
with laughter spun from stars above
a universe born not of wrath, but love.
This work-in-progress shows the image of a toddler floating peacefully at the center of a luminous, galactic dreamscape. Painted with neon and black light-reactive acrylics, the child’s form shimmers in vibrant pinks, electric blues, and radiant purples, with edges traced in glowing lines that pulse as if with cosmic energy.
The toddler, innocent and wide-eyed, sits wide-legged in a cradle of stars, their tiny fingers joyfully grasping a glowing miniaturized earth in one hand, while planets hover and spin like playful toys, each rendered in swirling, surreal patterns.
From the toddler’s fingertips trail energy that bends and shifts across the canvas, leaving behind twinkling stars in their wake. These stars scatter like glitter, each one a pinpoint of fluorescent white, sparkling vividly against the deep, matte black of space.
Beneath black light, the entire piece transforms. Colors intensify, the stars appear to breathe, and the toddler, at the heart of the cosmos, radiates an otherworldly presence: a divine innocence as the creator of light, color, and celestial wonder.
This painting is intended to be whimsical and transcendent, like a lullaby made visible, where the universe is not vast and lonely, but magical, intimate, and full of playful possibility.
