[Poetry] The Day Before Everything
The poetry bug bit me again. Felt like uploading this one. Not strictly furry, although surprisingly anthropomorphic.
Image is a galaxy picture taken by the Hubble Telescope and used with permission.
Did Entropy sit back
swirling a cup of tea with a spoon
And have no intention to drink it
until it had cooled enough not to burn her lips?
Did Gravity toss a ball
of nothing to himself
And whistle a tune unwritten
basking in the rays of stars yet to be born?
Did Eternity tuck her children in
with a loving kiss goodnight
And wish them sweet dreams
of the universe yet to come?
Is there a weekend between crunch and bang
for the rules of reality
To idle and relax
before there are things to rule?