I tried a combo of Prose and Poetry here.
In the vast expanse of cosmic time, where galaxies dance, and stars chime, I ponder the sublime birth of existence and ask: How did it all begin this rhyme?
Was it a single atom, primordial and small, a cosmic seed awaiting its grand call? Did gravity weave its threads, enthralling, to birth a universe, magnificent and sprawling?
In the blink of an eye, a fraction so slight, Inflation surged forth, a cosmic flight. Tiny fluctuations and quantum whispers ignite, Creating galaxies, nebulae, and celestial light.
But what powered this cosmic expansion spree? A force unseen, a mystery yet to be free. And as matter cooled, particles converged, Stars ignited, and the universe surged.
From quark-gluon plasma to atoms’ embrace, The symphony of creation found its place. Fundamental forces waltzed, then parted ways, Leaving behind stardust and cosmic arrays.
Still, I ponder: What lies beyond our sight? The hidden truth of dark energy, shrouded in cosmic night? Did the universe whisper its origin tale? Or did it choose to remain silent, an enigma to prevail?

From cradle to grave – unending questions.
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Absolutely 🤔
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🙂
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❤
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An ever unfolding enigma
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Till God comes to us to explain or we are destroyed completely.
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So beautifully written, Reena. Amazing. An enigma to prevail, perhaps. Imagine what a disaster it would be if some evil scientist could solve it?
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Evil scientists can easily destroy the world. However, imposing ethics is not easy.
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This is a lovely poem / story Reena and I really enjoyed reading it.
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Thank you so much!
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