Out Of The Everything Poem by Patti Masterman

Out of the everything, god made a world,
Commanded the void, called out one word:
Four mighty forces, together as one,
From out of its potency, dimensions uncurled.

Dials were set to a specific gravity,
One second this side oblivion; calamity.
Matter to matter, upon its own venue
Formed alliances put life on the menu.

Nobody knows if chance was the chain
Toppled the reactions, to start the refrain;
Nobody knows, could it happen again-
Could a non-sentient universe remember when..?