Questioning Cosmos

[MorpheusSandman]

Could I catch a mote and find a universe inside?
Molecules, quanta and atoms:
One killed another long ago;
Once intimate and singular
Later distant and plural.
Why didn’t we learn?

Could I step in a puddle and find an ocean?
Fall in and drown
An infinity of hydrogen and oxygen.
One only needs an inch to breathe
Long ago I lost that inch.
Within me, Or outside?

Could I fall through a wall and find another dimension?
Free from laws that govern ours.
Beyond : Intangible
A cellular cell
Mutations on the biological level.
Would it all be the same… even still?

Could I live in reality and find it illusive?
Like mirrors in a tragic funhouse.
As dreams are reality when you sleep
Or fantasy becomes reality
When you care who lives and dies in a play
Does it alter or distort the truth?

Did I find a question in the answer?
I fear I’ll never find truth in questions.
But the shimmering gold and silver
Of a cosmic and questioning beautiful mind
Just patterns and signals on synapses.
That doesn’t mean I’ll stop.

Why should I?

[PrinceMyshkin]

Why should you, indeed, when the musing brings up such rich contemplation? On the other hand, a propos "The unexamined life is not woth living," I have sometimes conjectured that The over-examined life leaves little time for living it.

That opening stanza caught me by the throat of my mind, and everything that followed lived up to it. Beautiful!

[MorpheusSandman]

That's a wonderful counter aphorism, Prince. I'll definitely have to remember that. Thanks.

[Pendragon]

This one strikes home with me in more ways than you can imagine. Thanks for sharing such a gripping poem!

[MorpheusSandman]

Thanks again Pendragon; always nice to know you touched someone. :)

[Helga]

this was really good, I always like your work but this was different. I loved this part:


Could I live in reality and find it illusive?
Like mirrors in a tragic funhouse.
As dreams are reality when you sleep
Or fantasy becomes reality
When you care who lives and dies in a play
Does it alter or distort the truth?

[Haunted]

This is totally awesome...macrocasms within microcasms...As it gets smaller, it gets bigger. It'll take me a long time to absorb it. But what a concept. It's brilliant!

My favorite line:

Could I step in a puddle and find an ocean?
Fall in and drown

[firefangled]

This brings to mind the Matryoshka dolls that fit one inside the other getting smaller and smaller.

I like the way you constructed this, ending with exploration being its own reason for being. No doubt you've seen the symbol for the universe that depicts a snake with its tail in its mouth.