Hidden Horizons
Whether blessings or cursed,
There's an innate need to know of our
Existence through time and space.
Where cause and effect are
Constantly interrogated, to extract
Answers that confound and embrace.
Our explorations have not been
Empty, yielding clues to the puzzles
That we find.
As we seek the smallest components,
That are the building blocks of all
Creation in our mind.
We have uncovered some directions
In dimension, as spatial and temporal
Frames are construed.
While we briefly gaze at the quantum
Fields, looking to harvest that crop
That has accrued.
This journey may travel to the infinite,
Leaving us in the dark with matters
That remain void.
Yet if our progress can propel us
Forward, we may envision and
Comprehend what's been deployed.
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