What was there
Before you were born;
Was there a point-
Was something torn?
Was there a portal,
Was there a door;
Can you remember-
Just before?
What was there
Before you were;
Was it a seed-
Or potent air?
Maybe a keyhole,
Or just a crack?
You ought to find out-
Before you go back.
Patti Masterman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/before-you-go-back/
