Dimension
Up and down, back and forth, left and right,
Before and after; which way to go?
Does this describe a needed direction,
That space and time seem to flow?
The scales of these concepts, extend
Well beyond what any can see.
In a universe that remains untethered,
Like wild dogs running amuck, & we're the fleas!
Within limits, our rhetoric uses reference arrows,
Such as, parallel and phase, to point the way.
While adding confusion to the chaos;
Is God shuffling cards for the next play?
This exploration allows many pathways,
Seeking a place we might understand.
Yet as dimensions come and go, our imaginations
Will keep pace, as if masterfully planned.
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