- David Sunderland
In the beginning
Light is drawn when atoms dance
As stars reform from a dusty chance
Entropy retrieves a Big Bang's gasp
Pulls us together in a serpent's grasp.
A birth; a wish; a project new
Creation need not have a bigoted pew
Grace and hope to Eden return
But do idols and ideals inevitably burn?
One by one the particles settle
Life and gravity test the mettle
As orbits form; ellipses begin
Knowledge arrives, with love and sin.
We taste the apple each our way
Bitter, mistakes, within us to stay
Cocoons of innocence are jerkily lost
We learn and mourn a gathering frost.
Like a caterpillar's idle, crawling walk
Thrust in the cold vacuum of seasons' talk
Yet butterflies emerge, within, outside
Reality locates on a shifting tide.
Turned in space we drift reborn
Seeing other stars, a haze withdrawn
Wandering, one, among a galaxy full
Metronomically bound to chance's pull.
Lost, found, on a multidimensional rack
Most do end in a mutual tack
Sailing, soaring, twisted together
Sheltered unity that beats the weather.
Cyclicity calls before darkness knocks
And forked tongues demand reinvented clocks
Origins are painted in opposing styles
But tango together as they count the miles.