Of course, I wasn’t there, how could I know
Or, really, how could anyone opine
on how this world began, Big Bang, or no,
But if imagined, is this what I’d find?
From out of darkness, nothingness defined
For something had to be before it could,
The blinding brilliance of Creation shines
‘cross heaven and earth, yet never understood.
I’d choose to be transported, if I could,
To be a witness to the mystery,
But all unanswered questions never would
arise, with doubts about eternity.
These sunrise vistas cause me to digress
outside myself, immortal and immense.