The story goes that at the start (the very start) there was a solid ball of light, and from that singularity split off all life and being. "Splitting" is often the main take away from the story, but you like to think about the part that must hint at convergence; the circumstances to make a sphere so dense and bright; the moment of contact and coming together that must have broken it apart. Think about phonetic association. Feel the twang of it in your mouth. Say between out loud.