Elizabeth Smith | + Follow Poet |
Couplet | + Fav Poem | Comment | Email | Print |

Reflections

Observing a street scene from point of high vantage 
Is a reminder of something really quite outlandish

The people seen below are all purposefully scurrying about
But in reality they seem like ants do they not?

So take this scene and apply it much higher
Those selfsame ants that were seen on a street below 

Are now invisible, not even ants any more
But they still harbor an illusion that is astounding

That they're the dominant force in an infinite cosmos
Which makes them godlike, well maybe almost

And like god, who it's not known if he's big or small 
These delusional creatures, from afar, can't be seen at all


Maybe the universe isn't really infinite after all 
It's the humans in it that are invisibly small

And god said he would create humans in his image
But no one knows God's image; is he a flea or maybe a partridge  


The Higgs-Boson is called the god-particle that creates mass
It takes this particle to create things like brass or grass 

But it's so small it can't be seen with an eye
Therefore placing an order is hard but give it a try

So if it's desired to create grass or brass 
It's a tossup if the result is a sea of brass, or grassy bass

Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2017

Please Login to post a comment