An unfinished article

Science is a strange kind of

cold

beauty – clear crystal

drops on a jewel blue day;

If you haven’t seen

the folds of equations

the structure of reality

in its pure form;

Then look!

Conceptual endeavour

of the mind behind the shapes,

shadows,

sense out of non-sense,

hidden structures

abiding by unvented

laws

of the swirling axis

of real…

Mind in the mind,

transience;

What possible figure of

speech

can warm the Void,

the Sun shining for unprotected

eyes?