By brian francis
Nothing existed before the moment
When spark was put to the thought of it all
But then in a flash of brilliant creation
The kneading and mixing of realities soup
Time started counting keeping its measure
Expansion allowed the sky to evolve
Clouds of becoming billow and glow
Stars ignited creating the elements we use
Casting them out in stellar death throes
Gathered together with water and stone
Life’s queer concoctions awash in the margins
Give birth to a plethora of options untold
The blossom unfolds and bathes in the glory
And soon life, looks back up, out into it all
Seeks answers to questions beyond the horizon
Attempting to pull back, remove, histories pall
Still dreaming with wonder; those very first seconds
Debating then, if intent had a hand in it all
Copyright © 2020 brian francis
