I’m sitting outside on a cool balmy night
And pondering the science and laws of light
The glow on the horizon is a sizzling twinkle
And I’m wond’ring about a space time wrinkle
A hundred and eighty six thousand two hundred and two
Miles per second to reach me and you
And how does it know when to reflect or refract
It boggles my mind to think of this fact.
How did they figure out this measurement
If, like they say, time and space are bent?
Does light change speed when it nears a black hole
Or does it get swallowed faster like a dead mole?
If there was no light and I wrote in the dark
I wonder if I could decipher each mark.
And could folks understand what I wanted to say
With my pen strokes up and down and each every way.
Many a great brilliant soul inspiration
On paper might seem a senseless aberration.
This line of thought promises no recompense
And right now I’ve had enough of this nonsense
Enough of this madness and aimless mind chatter
If I keep it up I’ll go mad as a hatter
So suffice it to say light’s my very best friend
It allows me to write when day comes to an end.
I continue sitting outside on my lawn
This mind exercise tired me out and I yawn
So I’ll stop wrestling with my foolish head
It’s getting late and I should be in bed
So I’ll stop thinking about this space time wrinkle
And won’t wonder when that star up there started to twinkle
I’ll step into my quantum bed and dream some quarky dreams
Where everything I believe in is not what it seems
Anxiously I’ll step into a parallel dimension
Where the past and the future defy suspension.