All it needs now is a bit
Of everything.

Some dew from the early morning
A star or two
Compressed into tiny,
Sparkling gems.
Just the slightest pinch
Of the sun,
A crater of the moon.

A cloud.
Maybe some rain
To bring it all together.
Lush grass under future
Footfalls.
Wind to give the air
A voice.

Trees. More things
Down from the heavens
A whirlwind that
Breathes life.
It’s coming, the galaxies can feel it.

It’s all in place,
A bit of
Everything.
Everything that was
Nothing before.

It imploded.

Everything
Stopped
Held their breath
For just a moment

Before letting it out for eternity.

It begun.
The end