Discover the Poignant Beginnings of Dylan Thomas's 'In the Beginning' ✨

In the beginning was the three-pointed star, <br />One smile of light across the empty face, <br />One bough of bone across the rooting air, <br />The substance forked that marrowed the first sun, <br />And, burning ciphers on the round of space, <br />Heaven and hell mixed as they spun. <br /> <br />In the beginning was the pale signature, <br />Three-syllabled and starry as the smile, <br />And after came the imprints on the water, <br />Stamp of the minted face upon the moon; <br />The blood that touched the crosstree and the grail <br />Touched the first cloud and left a sign. <br /> <br />In the beginning was the mounting fire <br />That set alight the weathers from a spark, <br />A three-eyed, red-eyed spark, blunt as a flower, <br />Life rose and spouted from the rolling seas, <br />Burst in the roots, pumped from the earth and rock <br />The secret oils that drive the grass. <br /> <br />In the beginning was the word, the word <br />That from the solid bases of the light <br />Abstracted all the letters of the void; <br />And from the cloudy bases of the breath <br />The word flowed up, translating to the heart <br />First characters of birth and death. <br /> <br />In the beginning was the secret brain. <br />The brain was celled and soldered in the thought <br />Before the pitch was forking to a sun; <br />Before the veins were shaking in their sieve, <br />Blood shot and scattered to the winds of light <br />The ribbed original of love.<br /><br />Dylan Thomas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-beginning/