Out Of Nothing Came The All Poem by Patti Masterman

Out of nothing, came the all,
More potent than just fiery ball
Gave birth to water, air and dust;
For in matter dwells deepest lust:
One day the universe itself woke up,
And discovered then that it was us.

We orbit now round matter's throne;
In ages past, like stars we shone,
Our bodies culled from myriad ports
To bear themselves, till Earth aborts:
Inside us, many mansions found,
So that from matter, we're unbound.