Could It Be?

The 'me' of me began at the 'big bang'!!
And we, all of us, and every other thing arrived
At a place in space of no age nor time
Of no cast/color/race.
We need to try and understand how nature keeps
Life in business, how it engineers new and wonderful
Productions. Try we must, not to think of her
As an embodiment of some creator's truth, but as
Partly insincere,uncertain, ever-changing
New, exciting, ever creating we, who cares little of who
Or what we are nor what space/place we occupy
In this universe, our present existence is but a balance sheet
Of journeys, all of us poetry in motion, our mercurial
And mystical essence in every breath we breathe exchanging
A state of molecules, a timeless dance, a flawless awesome procession
The only thing certain- uncertainty....
This is my thinking today, tomorrow it may change
Like the winds of fortune.
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