In the eye and the hand
And we not understand
That it all multiplies
The beauties of the sky
The beauties of the sky
Multiplies and divides
The Cosmos far and wide
Makes the opposite force
Of gravity of course
And the friction between
Creates the electron screen
Around all thee atoms
As creation happens.
Could creation vibrate?
Radiate and create
All the stars of the skies
And the scars and the sighs
Could dimensions unfold?
Within the smallest globe
Within a child's dreams
Or Man's great machines
And space time spiral round
Both a smile and a frown
Could prime numbers create?
False time and random fate
No big bang to erect
Just the Brownian effect
Happening here and now
Expanding who knows how
Just like a rolling ball
Momentum is in all
Making motion of time
Out of words of a rhyme
Infinity is there
Within the smallest sphere
All creation does stand
In the palm of your hand.
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