It's a Wrap

beyond what we know is the realm of wrapping
  can be no time, can be no space
  just stuff, bits and pieces, much coming and going
  the much going and coming base
  as something wraps up emptiness, hear the clapping
  ever banished, forbidden face
  by such means, the flux of being surrounds not knowing
  the good for nothing has no grace


  membranes enclose, encode unruly rules of play
  duration, scale and dimension
  nouns and verbs, the processing of information
  state of order and declension
  so, rebuff the same, only the lonely can stay
  launch the prime number ascension
  initial conditions, brewing fermentation
  unique, inflating suspension


  our 'Cosmos' in swaddling clothes, the very first smile
  our precious one laughs, it's a wrap
  watch swinging space-time dance across big-banging skies
  push and pull, burgeoning bootstrap
  quantum foot wriggles in wrapping shoe, classic style
  brash energetic youth on-tap
  still growing, some ninety-two billion cherry-pies
  out of sight from most of the map


  stretched on the surface of an infant bubble
  gravity rapping, grinding bells
  planets embrace, 'Earth' and 'Thea' create a moon
  encircling orbs and tidal swells
  the continental drifter cloaked, instant trouble
  d-n-a, replicating cells
  surviving the random, the evolving cocoon
  potential spun with organelles


  puff of life, oceans envelop, confabulate
  smoking fumarole, mud and slime
  meteors sprinkled over the slow cooking-pot
  stirred in with primeval enzyme
  plentiful promise is poised to encapsulate
  reason seasoned with thoughts sublime
  intelligence, being aware, a booster shot
  memory laced with childhood rhyme


  transition days, a special mummy wrapped in shrouds
  poems with words contained in verse
  tales to relate, metered pace, half-hinted meaning
  how to avoid entropic curse
  to learn of becoming ways, be enwrapped by clouds
  be part of stellar intersperse
  like a black hole holograph with cosmic screening
  gathered-in by galactic nurse


  your story not forgotten, worth the re-telling
  worth re-sampling from the beyond
  your essence, the point of you has been recorded
  your ripples spread across the pond
  beyond once you were, beyond your cosy dwelling
  the 'Cosmos' needs you, make your bond
  babes and youngsters all renewed, to be rewarded
  so, wrap up warm and wave your wand

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