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Friday, 29 April 2011
This is the end,
the end of time, the end
of one expanding universe,
the end as it will be
for any closed creation.
See the light! Take note. No more
is it redshifted. All implodes,
phase 2 in place
the universe now
recollapsing on itself,
its journey done.
All stars and planets,
galaxies and constellations,
all of us
in one mad rush
and that final
The image was provided by Magpie Tales for this week's prompt.
Closed universes etc See here