Beyond the metaphysical spectre

there was perfect light

Only light, there was no hint of darkness

Nor was this moment ever in the past

Nor could it ever be. Outside time

It simply was. Perfect. Eternal. Pure

Existence

The Universe spun, and so did us

Not as beings but as monads in a reverie

In gravity's grip, no circle was pure

No being was being, yet by being we were

Eternal, forever an instant of light's electricity

We were stars, sea seed, galaxies, quarks

Nano things shinning on some starlit

For eons or seconds we were exactly the same

Existence's essence could be nothing than less

All were rapidly burning through nothingness

All were

The same were

eternally around you, within me

Was only light