on a silent pond a bufflehead sparks to flight, sowing gleams in its wake. ribs blend without flaw, until it is clear that physics is a perfect harp. anything that moves strums it to play.
It just struck me how perfect the universe is. How surrounded we are by forces, motions, attractions, and other powers interacting in complex layers from the minuscule to the gigantic.
The laws never change. The dance is overwhelming. And when you add life to the mix. WOW!!!
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"physics is a perfect harp": brilliant thought. Don't ducks have some great names.
It just struck me how perfect the universe is. How surrounded we are by forces, motions, attractions, and other powers interacting in complex layers from the minuscule to the gigantic.
The laws never change. The dance is overwhelming. And when you add life to the mix. WOW!!!
Thank you for inspiring me for years now, Gordon.
C
Thanks for introducing the bufflehead. His name suits him! And thanks for "the harp" too!
Thanks for sharing the poetry. Such a lovely collection. God bless you.
The image of ribs and harp are lovely. Heidi Reidell
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