The Big Bang

Brought to you by an unknown Mercurian moon.
In a time void of an angled shape
soft curves illuminate a malformed promise
dissolving the illusion of fate

In an instant the rudder steers it away.
A distant vision of glistening hues of red
pulsating, rocking and shifting it throughout
collapsing and leading it in it’s stead.

Verbal ancient language without meaning or reason.
The growls and groans are felt throughout
opening the dam of true realities fervor
ending the season of catastrophic drought.

Bubbling, gurgling and spilling over.
The vessel unable to hold
the speed and seed of creation
warming something that once was cold.