There were many colors, yet there was no sight.

There was no darkness, yet there was no light.

All logic gone, chaos had come! The different, were the same.

That which was was that which was not, and mankind was to blame.

For despite the warnings of alien worlds, mankind split empty space.

A gap was formed, a nothing made, through which logic was erased.

Science - pursued for millennia! – was by itself destroyed,

For every law of natural order was sucked out by the void.

Naught could be predicted, for no time at all remained.

All would be forever still in its endless, constant frame.

But though no time existed, though space itself had gone!

There was yet a something left, the nothingness of all!

All gone, all there, all yet to come! All already past!

All present, past, and future, all of the first and last!

And in that all, whether in the past, or whether still to come,

The universe will be reborn from nothingness alone.

For if there is no order, what is there to prevent

Fullness to come from emptiness? For logic there is none.

And yes, in that new cosmos, man again will come.