In a Time Slip
In the voids, great macrocosm are many microcosms.
new realms intersect among the satellites.
Passing through black holes in quantum flight;
shifting time brings discoveries in megacosm.
Diving into the blackness, familiar realms
I espy, though I can’t pass through the black
only to find the same universe; so I backtrack
and chart a newer course, at this ship’s helm.
I see a ship off in the distance,
and as it passes me in flight;
My god, I think that can’t be right,
waving to me is myself...coincidence?
Time is relative, Einstein claimed,
thinking back, I review String Theory;
though seeing myself is a bit eerie,
Parallel Universes, it may explain.
7-15-2021
A BRIAN STRAND JULY 16 Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2021
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