An Origin Story For Us All Poem by Mary Champion

There have always been possibilities,
mostly unrealised,
neither probable nor improbable -
just possibilities -
promises made to no one
and most of them broken.
Within the chaos of potentiality
some promises were half delivered
and then forgotten.

One, more implausible than most,
was the possibility of order
and in the beginning
a hint of order appeared -
quite by chance,
without purpose or intent -
just blind random mutation
that was naturally selected
at the dawn of time -
a promise to become Human
at the end of time.
Reason grew until it rhymed:
until Sophia was born …

She took the emptiness and filled it with something.
She gave a meaning where once was a void.
She found a purpose where once there was nothing.
She became someone who can't be destroyed.
For she is the heart of Humanity.
She turned the madness to sanity.
She has the wisdom to turn
Hellfire into light that won't burn.