Old Wine, New Bottle

Old wine LXXIII

With Earth's first Clay They did the Last Man knead, 

And there of the Last Harvest sow'd the Seed:
And the first Morning of Creation wrote
What the Last Dawn of Reckoning shall read.

New bottle LXXIII

With the Big Bang, it first was decreed

How things from then on would proceed:

What flew when and where

Fixed fate then and there,

Like your take on these words you now read.

H/T: Omar Khayyam, of course