On Science and Faith

A face's breath -
a word between lips,
tongue against teeth
and pressed in a kiss,
forced from silence,
a whisper,
a prayer,
a Thought.

A voice out of the void,
in the blackness
there was a cry,
a mourning cry.

Lips broke apart
in the vicious force,
in the law
came chaos,
out of love
came creation.

The dawn broke.

Out of death
came a morning cry.

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