one
a dying sun
collapsing into its own gravity
contracted all in to the smallest point imanginable
(unimaginable)
all matter contain'd
in such little space
(resmiranda)
everything that every was and will ever be
infinity/infinity
sucks up all the light and its particle waves
til nothing can escape
all is one
and in the blink of an eye
what changes?
now we are racing outward in what might be called an explosion (expansion)
but really that doesn't do it justice
the light returns gives the universe its voice
(Ἐν ἀρχῇ ἦν ὁ Λόγος)

some held together by an invisible force
some wonders keep others apart
but what follows is spinning faster than the blink of an eye
hurtling away from our mother, each other, the center, falling into the sky
into a chaos that doesn't stop
until it does
and the contraction comes again
and we begin our rebirth

we forget. how we are one. now it once begun.

references: some unknown Middle English poet set to music by Benjamin Britten, The Gospel according to John, and ee cummings.