“The First Poem”

Time passes irreversible, in irrevocable tomorrows
But somewhere, in the beginning, it was like this...
Before yesterdays became lost and irretrievable
Winding, twisting through the ageless abyss of space
Surpassing the birth of eons and the trails of thought
Before light and the magic of life; before first dawn
Through the gates where eternity dwells as master
Before the universe was formed and all was dark
Inconceivable, incomprehensible truth and fact
Before the light of stars and heaving supernovas
Before matter mattered and atoms radiated out
Before all the beauty was composed from breath
Before the Creator lifted a finger towards existence
Someone, somewhere…wrote a poem about this

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