
The Universe in Your Eyes
In the time before time
With no up and no down
No in or around
All that is now could not be found
When ises were wases
And will bes were now
Even light had no purchase
No matter, no sound
The breath of your life
Comes from this none
Through billions of years
And generations of suns
Now it’s raining our hows
Into rivers of whys
Filling oceans of questions
To answer in time
But my life will end
And yours one day too
We all come to nothing
When our circle is through
Yet all that is now
Was born of the nothing before
And when I look in your eyes
I know this once more
For my sons, Dashiell and Elliot, my universe
Image Credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech (Artist’s Concept of Epsilon Eridani)


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And I got a little scared, Aaron, when I saw you’d commented: An actual physicist reading my Big Bang theory poem! Yikes. But thanks for your kind words.
And Monsieur Chariot, you always bring a smile. I hear the Neo-Pagans are recruiting Roman Catholics. Perhaps it was their online test?
MzEll – I hope it doesn’t disappoint. It’s funny, when I wrote it I was trying for rhymes and phrasing my boys might find pleasing even though they’re only 3 and 2. I’m pretty sure though (in order to please myself!) that I strayed pretty far from that. Thanks for your visit.
BTW Paris – if you’re back here reading this, I didn’t have the chance to comment, but your post on ID was truly admirable.
Rated for excellence.
And its very very clever.
Nice work!