The curtains never fall - they only rise    At the cosmic theatre    standing ovations came at the 15 billion-mark"       Blurs and vague impressions aside -    the engineer, the director    had the galaxies disposed, and then exposed    for the explorers who never took an answer for an answer       A matter of time - not space    How far linearity has permitted us to see    Outwards means backwards in a universe so vast    Stretched in time, see it commence    - a set of celestial fragments    at immeasurable expanses       How far a flicker can force itself    Through dimness, through fields of emission    The shine slowly turning red    A burgundy sense of distance       An overturned curtain call    - the velvety draperies eternally rising    into infinite blurs of timelessness    for an audience correctly dressed in    extravagant suits of flaming curiosity    The witnesses and surveyors of celestial enchantment       Hunted by distance and time    The curtain reluctantly withdraws    A prelude to the swirling drama:    creation - formation - design    or deduction - destruction - collapse    - all depending on the angle