I’m in the blood, running through your veins,
Taken for granted, but there just the same,
The fabric that holds all things together,
From the genesis of our cosmos, I came.
Without me the world, would fall to pieces
Universe itself, could provide no life,
An invisible framework, underpinning nature,
I’m the cutting edge, on a surgical knife.
Molecular structure, you might be thinking,
But the smallest atoms, are a universe to me,
Even quarks, bosons, and leptons, I inhabit
An unknown quantity, a form of singularity.
I’m Creator of all, and master of none,
Gave existence, and then let you reign free,
How else could I confound, intelligent beings,
Without this barrier, you’d try control me.
So we have to stay apart, yet bound together,
Whatever I am, a God, Big Bang, or eternity,
Take some comfort, and reason in the truth,
I’m here I’m everywhere,
through your eyes, I see!
By
David Kavanagh
Categories:
leptons, creation, deep, god, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
Dive right in, come one and all, into the mini-me of a microcosmic mall,
Protons and electrons in a balanced brawl, with neutrons standing tall…
Quarks and leptons hide within, dancing with the atom upon their spin,
All this within my sudorific skin, shaking hands with my cosmic kin…
Amidst the infinite multiverse, we are fragile fractals in quantum reverse,
Through mini black holes we disperse, as particles of light, we immerse…
The very small can be very big, as you’ll find out in a dimensional dig,
Infinitesimal of a tiny twig, all atoms roaming in their galactic gig…
A minuscule minut micro mass, all exist within a gigantic goliath gas,
Observing with the looking eye-glass as the universe in me comes to pass.
July.10.2019
The Miniverse Poetry
Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter
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Categories:
leptons, creation, metaphor, universe,
Form: Couplet