First Light Machine

A significant moment
Of significant size
An intelligent reminder
Of insignificant pride.

A second awareness
An intelligence blip
A reason for knowing
The triumph of spirit.

A multiple gain
A single reminder
A wonderful truth
That love is what’s kinder.

Scientific faith
Is a biological race
Guiding a true force of nature
To find the meaning of grace.

Scientific fact
Is an illogical track
For unknown truths tact
To bring theories right back.

An artful whisper
A beautiful stare
A vanishing comet
That learned not to dare.

A glancing cheekiness
With a vision for flare
In an elegant balance
Of a stars special glare.

A timely reminder
And a vision to share
In the briefest of moments
Makes the unknown seem fair.

Milliseconds tick quickly
They gather together to form
Moments
Pockets of reality and time.

Time ticks slowly
Gathering the energy of now
To form the present
On the heals of the past.

Grim reminders of nature’s hell
Exposes the dying inner shell
For impassioned screams and rampant yells
Does nothing to stop the oceans swell.

A quantum universe
Is all there is
An illogical argument
Between what’s hers and his.

The illusions of meaning
Can be terribly painful
When searching for answers
And finding them shameful.

Slender mechanics work with haste
On foiling science as a religious race
Working alone, and without grace
Strikes their chord for logical waste.

Ripe mechanics back to face
Slowly fickle trickle race
Working strongly, but without grace
Frames the present in unseemly space.

Evidence of character
Lies scarce
In the culture
Of progress.

Intelligence of mind
Erased quickly
In the mist
Of passion.

Elegance of wit
Duly challenged
From the signs
Of life.

Create the images
Of your Mind
In the Past.

Create the silence
Of your Youth
In the now.

Create the love
Of your uncertainty
In the Future.

Create the structure
Of your Happiness
With yourself.