Ex Nihilo

Ex Nihilo

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Our planet may seem like a small and insignificant place in the universe. We feel trapped on a planet, never being able to see the vastness of the cosmos. What we often forget is that every atom of our body and planet travelled billions of light years to get where it is today, one day they will spread out again and return to the seemingly infinite galaxy. I wrote this poem with chaos in mind. The tidal waves of stars and supernovas, planets and Plutos, all seem chaotic and frantic as they glide through space, but will always order themselves with God's will.
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