Eons ere, there was space nor yet time,
There was reason to be, nor yet rhyme,
Before nor was there after,
Moment, and there was laughter—
Big Bang and Byzantine world sublime!
And one day there might be another
From nuclear stockpile's huge reservoir,
And from 'nought' would again tick the Time.
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Reflections | 02.01.04 |
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