James Mclain Poet Other

Energy, Mass, The Speed Of Light Multiplied Unto Itself

I dreamt the stars could whisper truth,
That mass itself could hum the tune —
A hidden fire beneath sunset and cloth
Of time’s eternal afternoon.

Energy, the soul of form,
Mass, the anchor bound in space—
Each mirrored in the other’s storm,
Each wearing the other’s face.

From sunlight’s kiss to atom’s core,
From gentle spark to blinding flare,
The universe began to roar—
A single law, both vast and far.

So simple—yet it holds the key,
To birth and death, to light and sea,
In every mote the cosmos shared,
The quiet truth: E = mc²

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