Treasure Island

Marshall Gass

Ash Wednesday

Big bang dust that created fifteen billion years ago
still courses
through our ash wednesdays.
nothing escapes the recycling of resources
or theories of our origin.
From a spark in the universe travelling through time
to today where you stand as a conglomerates of atoms
molecules and mind, fused
into one pulsing, vibrating being.
A recycling bin of beauty

Look around you and dust walks in cooperate entities
managing themselves, often unknowing
of a beginning or an ending
back into the same billions of years of making.

Did Christ come before the first spark
or after the initial fireball that burst and blossomed
into infinity? question and ponder
the implications of being everywhere

is a reminder
of how we began with the universe.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 02, 2014
Edited: Thursday, April 03, 2014

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Ash Wednesdays began with the Big Bang. Is there any other way to explain creation? Try me?
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