What Was Before The Big Bang
Before the fire of time was lit, there was no “before”—
No clock, no tick, no arrow.
Space had not stretched its first trembling thread,
And matter was still a secret.
A silence so complete it was not silence.
A void so pure it was not absence.
Something flickered in the nothing,
A law, a whisper, a possibility.
Gravity curled upon itself,
Quantum foam stirred like breath in sleep.
Energy dreamed it might take form,
And the dream became a spark.
From that spark came time.
From time came stars,
From stars came us, asking why.
What was before the beginning?
The question itself dissolves into light.
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