I have a wish to sing
Of time before the beginning
When nothing was all

But how to sing of nothing?

So I sing of the beginning

The birth of all creation
The borders of nothingness
The substance of inception


The solitude of space my uncaring mother
My father salt of the sea


Still unborn I remained
Unopened the narrow gate

Unborn in my hiding place
No release by my maker


Wrapped around my darkness
I knew my that time was waiting
I felt the passage of days and nights

And northern stars

The solitude of space my uncaring mother

My father salt of the sea
The void and infinity were never ending
Time had no beginning


The songs were born into my mind
The knowledge of the stars

The stories before and after
The spells of war and peace


The birth of the world was my birth too
I found the land, began the time
From shorelessness of the sea

From underneath the space

I have a wish to sing

Of time before the beginning?