Ancient thoughts of worldly form:
Earth, fire, wind and water
Did flow for what we knew
Of the emptiness of space
And that unknown
Of the fullness of time.
Strange attractors in chaos dress:
Quarks, electrons, neutrinos and photons
Weave their web of galaxies designed
As diamonds hung in space
That grace the neck
Of Gaea's form.
Waveforms, the music
Of the spheres
Reverberates in the mind.
What is real on nature's stage?
Is Schrodinger's cat
Alive and well where he's at?
Lights that shine
Forces we are
Deterministic chances
Of inspired chaos.
Through chance and choice
Do we play
In Gaea's game.
Reality is
And we seek
The quasar's burning fire.
Knowledge is
Our lovers touch
For we seek
To know.
WJB 10/92
