( This poem was based on dreams I had as a child. )
Vision of Creation
The horrifying void spews forth its mind.
Geometric perfection, shapes entwined.
With a monstrous clatter and a melodious hum.
The tangled web of thought undone.
Searing light and heat does cut
the void of space and time once shut.
And through the shapes entwined appears,
a host of heavenly shining tears.
Another hum does resonate.
Like essence the void it permeates.
Till finally mass comes spewing in teams.
Thus finishing the creators dreams.
