Before the Big Bang
My mind has always drifted, from teachings of the gifted
Looking back through time, it seems to me sublime
Could the answer be, simply what we see?
We know stars shrink and die, then blast apart – divide
I wonder if a mirror, would make the issue clearer
If we could see before, the Big Bangs secret door
Perhaps the other side expands away as wide
Copyright © David Mohn | Year Posted 2014
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