Emergence

A swirling mass of light and matter
A sound emitted meant to shatter
Pulsations, vibrations all around
The creation is happening, quite profound
A form, shapeless yet growing to be
The shape of something, a sight to see
Man, beast or is it something more
Sprawling, twisting upon the floor
Till finally it congeals into a solid mass
No more a liquid, no more a gas
Emerging and beginning its life anew
Like a butterfly born and away it flew

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