For a long time there was nothing,
although it could have been
No time at all.
Time may not have been,
or it might not
Have been time but something
Else.
Then It happened.
Bang.
Not just bang;
BIG BANG.
Now there was time.
Time for all things.
Things became things,
and things pulled other things
To become
BIG things
until the big things were
Big enough to FLAME ON
But not flame, could not be flame because
NO O2
But HOT and BRIGHT
and the BIG things made
NEW things
And NEW things until they couldn't make any new things
And when they stopped creating,
they started dying
And the things they had made crushed down on them
And some made crazy new things and
blew themselves Apart,
throwing their things away.
But some things kept things
and pulled more things
Until they crushed things into no things.
But most things made things
and things killed things
Until OUR thing was made and
OUR thing made US.
We learned to make things
and break things
and smash things
to see things,
But what ARE things
and why why
and why and WHEN?
And why when?
But HOW WHEN?
We dance.
We dance in time to the beat we feel but cannot find.
Forward we dance and never re-dance
but little things dance
And might not dance the way we dance
but dance the other way.
And why?
And how?
Could we dance the other way
might we dance a different dance
And what would happen to all the things
if we didn't dance the same dance again?
Would they dance?
Would we dance into ourselves
and what then?
How long can we dance
before the
beat
dies
out
and things
Spread
out
And one more time
There is No time.