Free-floating, gliding around, No up, no down, no left or right. A big jumbled mess That makes perfect sense. Rocketing at high velocity, Colliding and sending sparks Flying in all directions. The sparks float aimlessly As the objects that created them. They leave a sparkling trail Of stars in their wake. Trace it back to the origin. Recreate the collision. Witness for yourself The sparks as they fly. Maybe one day you, too, Can be part Of that glorious bang.