Behind the Curtain

Is something unphysical in charge of this world That lines every moment, unseen and unfurled Scientists say NO, breathing fire as they shout What is it then that scatters atoms about Darwin had his theory, well accepted—unproved That things change themselves on condition and mood But somewhere deep in the backs of our minds A notion lay hidden, firmly placed to remind This proof we so revel in, whose truth we revere Has constantly changed since the dinosaurs were here So try to stay open as new data evolves Remembering the axioms it now must resolve And tune in to something, not burdened by facts The rock of all ages —still blindly intact (Radnor Pennsylvania: October, 2020)