Lost and Found

The universe

was born from an explosion.
Everything gave light

to Nothing, making Space.

                                                          A hole made from

Nothing, from

Everything, illuminated

suddenly, unexpectedly.

No one could have known.

Space was always there,

hanging, waiting

amongst the dark,

the lack.

Some say, maybe,

it had happened before.

The light came and went

Everything had appeared,

shown itself to Nothing,

only to fall asleep among

the dark again. The light,

forgotten. A dream lost.

Again, Nothing. Except,

suspended, amongst the

lightless Nothing,

was a sense that

something had been.

Maybe.

No one will ever know.

A universe, born in me

expanded with light.

Expanding.

Everything was found

among the Nothing.

Suddenly, unexpectedly.

A hole made

where a whole had been

once before.
A hole made from Nothing,

from Everything, illuminated.

A dream, remembered.

The light, found.

Never could I have known

it was lost, suspended

amongst the dark.
Thanks to you

the light has awoken.