W203 Poem #10

String Theory

The meter for this piece was derived from the following data:

11-5-08 11:42 54(%) 68(F) 29.12inHg 39^o 11’ 11.53” N 86^o 30’ 56.39” W elevation: 798ft

 Bless the physicists! For their love is thankless.
They peer into things,
(&not things?), exploring until
some click, some twirl, some plummeting marble shows
the inner works
of this
cosmic Rube Goldbergian device.
They seek to corral chaos, harnessing wild mustangs with
a quantum language of seemingly random
strings of bizarre, abstract symbols; spinning them all
together,
weaving the tapestry of the stars.
Their art is of a purest kind: rooted in
truth, producing multidimensional fruits
of aesthetic inspiration.
On the fringes of their movement
stretches a thread tagged as
‘String Theory’
that may unite what’s known and yet to be so.
So, in the Spirit of One, i weave this thread through
the fabric of my love too;
drawing on Nature’s graceful patterns,
embroidering my thoughts in time.