While worlds collide, the skies light up with a fury

The chaos builds as the destruction happens in a hurry

The calm is nowhere to be seen in the beginning of the end

The cosmos swirl and flip around before the million-year mend

Fusing stardust and gases to create something new

Something wild and wonderful once the galactic gods are through

All working in sync, even though nothing seems sorted

What was straight and rigid is now warped and distorted

One God uses their time to build the water to grow

The very seeds that another sowed

While one takes on the skies that will cover all

Emeralda raises the stone up, up so tall

Their energy laid in the center like a womb

Left to the new beings to nurture and not tomb

Child earth is created this day

Hopefully we have time to change our ways