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 © 2021 brian francis |