Elemental

 

Half past three

on that first

stormy Thursday.

The clocks had only

begun to tick

five minutes previously.

A grand echo through

the galactic swirls.

A heartbeat monitor

flicked on,

the bleeping marking the first

semblance of life.

 

I see beginnings.

Rippling atoms

spinning, crashing.

In those catalyst seconds

endless waves of energy dart around,

full of expression. Space stretched thin

like an elastic band ready to snap

and ping across the endless chasm.

A blasting crack of light as those atoms

collide like a tidal explosion of cosmic rays,

forming matter, from the aether,

creating all that is beneath the

feet that have just formed below me.

 

And I stand,

awkwardly wobbling

on the precipice of giants.

a mountain range

high above the world beneath,

this world that spreads out

as far as the eye can see.

And I see all of time

laying out before me.

I see waters covering the land,

splashing playfully

against these new formed rocks,

and coastal sands.

Vast oceans spanning this spinning globe

and I want to dive in.

Feel every molecule circle

around my skin.

 

But now I see flames, raging earthquakes

opening fissures across this newborn space.

In the flames I see dust and anger.

Rageful gods flinging rocks towards the moon

that was only born a moment or two ago.

I see continents born and then consumed

in a mere blink of an eye.

I see the rise of giants and their demise.

For I am all of time and space, every moment between.

I am you and you are me. We are the universe

as it dances so energetically around.

We are stardust. We are love. We are trust.

We are hope and stories.

We are a library full of books.

And all of are important in this cosmic ballet.

So come and join the rush.

 

And I hear the winds of time

joining the rush,

pushing me back to here and now.

Where I take my words

and read them to you aloud.