5. The Cosmic Flow

Before there was space, before there was night,

all was compressed in singular light.


A quantum flicker, a burst, a bang,

the universe expanded, a cosmic clang.


Galaxies spun in gravity’s embrace,

stars ignited in infinite space.


Dark matter threads the hidden frame,

dark energy stretches without name.


Planets formed from dust and fire,

black holes press with silent desire.


From chaos, structure, laws, and form,

particles dance, the cosmos warm.


And on a tiny, spinning sphere,

we chart the universe, vast and clear.


We trace the paths where starlight roams,

mapping the cosmos we call our home.


Poet: Vynolyn Naidoo


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