Vedic
From – The Rig Veda (c. 1500 – 1200 B. C.)
No thing existed, nor did nothing exist:
there was no air-filled space, no sky beyond.
What held it all? And where? And who secured it?
Was water all there was, deep beyond measure?
There was no death, nor anything immortal –
no sign by which to mark of the night and day.
Self-moved where no wind blew, one Being breathed:
other than it no thing had being then.
All was obscure at first, darkness in darkness,
an endless ocean – featureless, unlite:
there, at the heart of nothingness, the One
took on its being, born of an austere heat.
Desire came over it in the beginning –
first seed of all, engendered by the mind.
Wise thinkers, who had searched within theirs hearts
found where what is is bound to what is not,
and stretched their measuring-cord across the void.
Did a “below” exist then, did an “above”?
There were seed-casters there, there were primal forces –
power below, strong urgency above.
But who can know for certain, who proclaimed it?
Who can explain the birth of this various world?
The gods themselves came into existence later –
who knows the source of this great tangled world?
How it all came about, or was it created –
whether or not he fashioned it himself –
he who surveys it from the highest heaven,
he of all beings knows –
or perhaps not.
Fredrick Morgan
Perhaps, perhaps not.
Peace,
Tenthltr2u