the physics of love

made of starstuff*, you and i, the random crossed paths of our orbits, reaching deeper into the quarks and gluons that bind us together, tiny strings, weaving a tapestry of oneness.

made of starstuff, you and i, intertwined synapses flowing through neural networks, somehow, in the ways of the cosmos, fusing these two beating hearts together.

made of starstuff, you and i, the unfathomable meeting of mind and soul, beyond the knowable, yet forging the knots, linking us in an unending entanglement of distilled love.

made of starstuff, you and i, the touch of our lips, the feel of our heartbeats, the brushing of our fingertips, remaining so inexplicably unquantifiable,
and felt,

so deeply immeasurable.

         _______________
( * inspired by Dr. Carl Sagan and by Dr. Neil deGrasse Tyson )

for Dr. Carl Sagan ( 1934 – 1996 )

the subtle constant of mathematics.

rigorous proof.
simple. constant. real.

not this implausible charade,
illogical masquerade,

all our perambulation,
wasted wordy navigation,

our tottering,
our swaying,

our constant need,

to believe,
clinging onto inexplicable human need,

the belief in fantasy:

fantasy as staple nutrition,
upon which our collective illusions, and delusions,

continally feed

embers …

embers
sear

our open sky

rippling strings
bound together

like
falling stars
strumming
murmured melodies

emblazoned across shared tapestries

alive with colours

earthy
and
green

softening the stings
of all that was

all that is

all that has been

the duality of time …

the duality of time …

time
erodes

loves lives hearts
souls spirits selves …

time
mends

wounds
souls

a salve
a balm

knowing
in the end

there is always

only

stillness
silence

peace
calm