In the beginning, was nothing,
No mass, only pure energy.
The nothing that became something
In defiance of entropy
Defiance, though, implies something –
Someone did this deliberately
The energy, and decision,
Both came from God, in his wisdom.

Form: Ottava Rima
This one’s clunky. Definitely one to revisit after the event. Meanwhile – onward!

Prompt: Write a poem set before the world as we know it came to be.