Fantastic poetry, Leskey, as well as a great and terrific description of chaos to now !!!
I can't say enough how fabuluous it is, and accurate, especially (but all of it is really so fine):
Riding a Planck, wave-surfing an ink-dark void,
Exclamation employed
Punctuation; Swift violent journey from obscurity
Created the purity
Of aether's roiling, foam of swirls and oscillations,
The enigmatic implications
Still weaving the crest at speed; Much unfinished
And yet, undiminished.
(and)
A glance behind, as bright sparks ignited the wake
To persist and propagate,
Incendiary brilliance flared; The multiple creations
Burgeoned inflations
Bloomed to attract, collide, entangle and coalesce,
Populating the emptiness;
Then, evidence the immense, spectacular vortices;
Synaptic relay to cortices.
Outward and onward, accumulating information
Combined with inflation
And intent, to impart long journey's record:
Be of one accord,
The abstract spinning symbols of rock attracted,
As light diffracted;
Cohesion and order of formations spherical,
Now waxed lyrical.
(Heck, I might just as well of quoted it all, since the beauty of truth shines forth in every line, touching on all aspects of the journey.)