In the beginning. Breathe in, this is life, breathe out - "OM". "I am".
This is the word.
Now - breathe in again - and, breathing out, begin the naming of things. Begin - the sky - the water - now fill them up - day, night, the sun, the moon, the land and sea and keep naming until you fill the world with every manner of inanimate thing.
In the naming - in your breath and outward speaking your voice bring them into creation, into being.
Is this enough?
Every breath whispers, speaks, shouts, cries and conjures into creation another thing, every word uttered like a spell that summons from the void not only what was spoken, but it's opposite - the sun gave us the moon, there was no need to speak it other than to name it - for everything contains it's opposite. And you must name them in order, for there can be no fish without the sea, there can be no trees without land, and so it will go on...
Given the length of the task it would be easier to sing. Or - perhaps, have a companion whom could assist you.
"He - She"
And this is it, then, this is the word, imagination, this is the primordial act of creation.
You needed to breath in to say it. The breath was life, the word was creation.