Trillions of years from now
The scattered remnants of our Universe
Float in endless darkness,
All stars extinguished.
Scattered fragments and swirls of gas
Are all that remain
Of what was once a glory
Filled with countless galaxy clusters
Shining bright.
But something happens.
A trigger point is reached.
Two particles attract.
Two more.
And more.
Ever so slowly, Gravity takes hold again
Then faster and faster
All that matter
Implodes.
The Universe contracts again
Shrinking down
To that central Singularity,
Back to that point
From which it all Began.
Let us accept the fact, finely reported by Mr. Butters, that all the poems we write, as well as all our comments, will someday be remembered by no one.
Amazing narrative presenting a picture of universe in the contraction mode. Loved reading it. The Universe contracts again Back to that point From which it all Began.
Thanks Rajnish. My head goes to some places at times. Or is that time at places? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is a slight possibility that very few scientists believe. Nice poem anyway. See my poem Big Bang Creation.
PS I read today that the universe will become ALL black holes, leading to one great black hole. It MIGHT then contract further to produce another Big Bang.....and this could be cyclical!
Few scientists believe! That's a bonus.