When the Creator made a man of clay

Based on the poem
«Когда Всевышний создал человека»
 Have made the translation.

When the Creator made a man of clay,
 He saw the void and blew the breath of life.
He cleared the chaos, set the Order's sway,
 And showed the Path of Truth amid the strife.
He would not let him go or turn aside,
Until His perfect Image was espied.

The time has come — a man sets out to sea,
 While tracing steps, the Lord lets questions fall:
 "Why did you choose this road instead of Me?
Or maybe — Why reject the holy call?"

That very moment on the faithful track,
 You know the freedom's gift, your soul's delight —
There is no turning back, there is no lack,
Just inner warmth that conquers darkest night.

What are my musings? Molded by God's hand,
One will not fail, nor ever leave his side.
But if he does — he'll lose at His command
The sole design for which he was supplied.
04.02.26