In the beginning there was neither space nor time
— A speck of light appeared.
Weak in it’s prime, sweltering,
refulgent and growing
hot in it’s centre
Cosmic data of creation.
A rotating ball of fire awakening, preparing to enter
She was time’s beginning.
A cosmic clock ticking and spinning
Yawning she stretched and began to flow
Her footprints lit the darkest path to show
No sooner did a swirling clouds of light
Paint the drab canvas of the night
Newborn stars danced erratically,
inhabiting the orb
Galaxies ignited, darkness was forever disturbed.