First Light Machine

peek inside
the light outside
and remember the dreams
that were meant to be seen
in the moments
when you cannot be
denied.

the study
of our origin
from out of the night,

detects the love
in our strife
as the black in our white.

a transmutation
with neither age nor
decay

perpetually yields
an equidistant
skyway.

complex structures
of ionized gas
reveals the hidden mystery
of what it means to be
mass.

complex features
of a particle harassed
is desperate to rebel against
the disorganized
morass.

complex whispers
about knowns that are surpassed
is the truth in understanding
in how standard model
contrasts.

an underground rumble
a collision relayed
a spectacular moment
of a particle
decayed.

An infinite sequence
When approached
By our mind
Reveals a decreasing
Structured concept
That’s blind.

The measure of momentum
As a quanta paradigm
Reveals a dark incision
Into the side
Of father time.

the closer we see
a timescale end
the nearer we’ll be
to our soul’s freedom
to ascend.

saddled to the bizarre
from the near and the afar
is an irregularly
distributed
superstar.

the cold
in a stare
is a violent declare
of the vengence
your pain seeks
to square.