Ere the cosmos clock’s first soundless tick

What ephemeral force might, knowing, quick

Call space, time and matter into being

From nought that is, we now are seeing

No corporeal hand did our world form

But flotsam from a primordial storm

And, if that, what then was there before

To will into existence new physical law

Cause stars and planets to outward flee

Some vectored origin that may not be

What vacuum do galaxies seek to fill

Time’s unknown boundaries testing still

Earthly minds can ne’er full hold

Understanding of creation’s mould

Except to note without illusion

Negative truths cannot be proven.