Is it the case
That Nothing Matters ;
Think and think again beyond
Two Words : it may tell you
That that is how the Worlds
Come to be. Mind May wonder
In every possible World, roaming
Through all the Avatars
Emanating from a singleton Set.
As the particles are changing and turning over and over
Wave upon wave, incessantly, taking different forms
I maybe your son and your son
Could be me. Everything out of
One rubber ball ; ball flexibly taking infinite variety of shapes
by Hemal Jayasuriya
Poetry thrives in a shadowy, allusive world in which feelings that can be un-pinnable in precise language come into a reality all their own. It may seem to have little to do with the world of facts and experimentation that is science. If all that there is can be explained by what we see and/or what we can prove, what need is there for poetry?
POEM
Ordering Into Shape, Unpredictable
More Poems by Hemal Jayasuriya
- Edge of a Beach
- Random Walks
- Young and Old
- Olympia
- Interdependence
- Soul Mountain
- Most Strange
- Starburst
- Rashomon
- Differentation
- Prospera’s World
- You are my woman of abstract
- A Leaf In Free Fall, Rotating
- Empty Dot Amongst Moving Matter
- Tom’s Clock
- Women and Men
- The Feel of Beauty
- Vacuum Fluctuations
- Into The Woods
- Birds Sing
- Starlight
- From Zero to Meaning
- In A Third Space : Science And Humanities
- Light of the Non-existent Sun
- Where is Time
- Events Jostle Inside The Black Box