Poetry

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IN THE BEGINNIG

Creation explodes
A banging sound

Galaxies begin
Developing in my mind

Shooting stars streak
Before my eyes

Worlds develop in harmony
Spinning

Star dust
Rains
Down
Upon my shoulders

Excitedly
Our hearts beat
In anticipation

Nervously we wait
As our senses clash

Holding on
To a hope promised
As a Phoenix rises from the ash

Universally connected
Attracting one to another
Metaphysically binding

As in the beginning
We wait for the end

Leaving this world
Perfectly pristine.
Without thought.

By Rick McGrath, Ph.D.

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