Cauldron
Black holes
spinning.
Radiation
pulsing.
Explosions.
Exploding,
elements
created.
Gravity.
Gravity
collapsing.
Collapsing
the brew.
Creations
cauldron, mixing
coalescing
creating.
Creators
spark ignited.
Ignited
it all.
Violent.
Creations,
violence.
Violent beyond
comprehension.
Mixing.
Creators
ladle
furiously
mixing.
Finally.
Finally it
moves,
twitches.
Out of the
cauldron,
out of the
violence
delicate
life emerges.
Born out
of flame.
Born out
out radiation.
Born.
Miracle
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