A Big Bang – not a clue

The blinding flash of life’s creation
Matter flying beyond imagination
Particle accretion, spinning circles
Soul birthed in atomic form.

Soul born in blinding illumination
Seared in form by creation’s fire
Twinned yet parted by tempest forces
Drawn to and fro by Gaia’s desire

The atom divided, elemental fission
Essences merged and held by lightning
Tidal, expanding, waxing and waning
Ghosts combining in joy and recycling

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