They say that we exist,
only because
of the big bang.

A small spark,
that created all.

That little spark,
how massive
it really was.

Before that,
There was nothing,
I suppose,
at all,
but darkness.

So,
if the big bang created life
Then,
when we die,
Is that another big bang

The light we see
at the end.
Through a tunnel.
Which we descend.

Creating yet,
another world.
for you and me.

Another place,
that is yet,
to the living,
that is unseen.