When Small Minds Miss the Grand Design, Even as It Unfolds Prior to Them
Gravity does not ask for applause,
yet every orbit is its memoir.
The undetected force that keeps systems consistent,
that flexes light,
that writes the laws no minister or corporation can reword.
Quantum silence hums below all polished floors,
the chances of choice and chance
shaping the markets you trade,
the speeches you provide,
the destinies of realms.
Transport?
not simply wheels and rails,
but the lifeline of human being,
creations, visions, discoveries,
the bridges throughout shortage and area,
are all blueprints of motion where others only see congestion.
Life itself is entangled in the double helix,
genetics spiraling with memory and hope.
Human actions is a physics of its very own:
worry as inertia,
envy as rubbing,
yet thankfulness?