As I Watch The Darkness Burn

An ebbing mist of black and white,

Begins to swirl and sway

Around a place that's so bleak,

No shadows make their stay.

Suddenly from deep within,

This hollow swirling space,

An explosion echoes through the dark,

And blasts me in my face.

When I regain composure,

I see now that light surrounds,

What once was like a silent grave,

Is a mass of colors and sound.

I look to see with pleasure,

There's a ring that’s everywhere,

And then I see it expanding,

Adding matter here and there.

I walk to the slowly expanding ring,

And watch the darkness burn,

It melts into creations,

From which even I can learn.

I look upon the swirling dust,

That wasn’t there before,

It’s formed so many masses,

By such swiftness I adore.

Now I watch the forming universe,

As the dark trades for the light.

Sometimes I watch the darkness burn,

As it slowly ebbs the night.