Lotus remains tethered
To its mud-sucked bottom
Until its cogitating innards
Outs an unseen Force
Of its own volition
To feel the warmth of the Sun
From below an unfathomable space of
Quantum dances blow the waterline
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?
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Random Walks
More Poems by Hemal Jayasuriya
- Edge of a Beach
- Young and Old
- Olympia
- Interdependence
- Soul Mountain
- Most Strange
- Starburst
- Ordering Into Shape, Unpredictable
- 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