Space was alone,
Cold and still
In timeless eternity.

But then Space met Time.

Time was boundless
Epochs, moments, ages, lifetimes, eras, seconds,
Stretching to eternity.

But then Time met Space.

Space was insular,
Unchanging and stubborn,
Combustible with ambition.

But then Space met Time.

Space had no time to begin.
Time had no space to end.

They pulled each other in,
Spiralled fingers, legs and lips,
Until they were inseparable.

They grew together,
Bore out everything,
Fields of energy,
Cathedrals of matter
Swirling into stars,
Planets, life and heartache.

But in the infinite,
All is but a moment.

Space grew slow,
Sluggish, cold.

Time held on,
Firmer, closer.

Every moment drawn
Out and savoured,
Every loving smile
Held tighter, just
a moment
more

Seconds to eras,
Lifetimes to ages,
Moments to epochs.

Spent and spent,
Until there was
No more Time.

Space was alone,
Cold and still,
But for the memory
Of lost Time.

ANAX