Feb 15, 2025
Before Adam, There Was Atom
Before the clay was kissed by breath of One,
when void and form were whispers in the deep,
the silent stars in unseen spirals spun,
while atoms dreamt in matter’s restless sleep.
No name was yet bestowed on dust and bone,
no voice had carved the echoes into man,
yet forces moved where light and dark had sown
the blueprint scrawled before all time began.
For what is flesh but patterns of the past,
a woven hymn of elements untamed?
The first man formed, yet only as the last—
a fleeting shape that cosmos once had named.
From atom’s pulse to Adam’s fleeting breath,
the same void speaks through life, through love, through death.
