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QUARK OF FATE

Since we ourselves learned how to create,

we’ve pondered our night sky’s creation.

“Twinkle, Twinkle,” was the song we sang,

till Science showed stars are condensate

of dust and background radiation

from the silent light of the Big Bang.

We thought their motions controlled our fate,

reflecting Divine machination –

shining destinies placed out to hang –

but Physics has informed us of late,

through sub-atomic perspication,

uncertainty’s the first law that sprang

from the Chaos that fostered our state,

and this precludes predestination;

phenomenology’s the harangue.

Dwarfed by the studies that make us great,

adrift in cosmic segregation,

we find quark-serpents sharpest of fang.

QUARK OF FATE

Since we ourselves learned how to create,

we’ve pondered our night sky’s creation.

“Twinkle, Twinkle,” was the song we sang,

till Science showed stars are condensate

of dust and background radiation

from the silent light of the Big Bang.

We thought their motions controlled our fate,

reflecting Divine machination –

shining destinies placed out to hang –

but Physics has informed us of late,

through sub-atomic perspication,

uncertainty’s the first law that sprang

from the Chaos that fostered our state,

and this precludes predestination;

phenomenology’s the harangue.

Dwarfed by the studies that make us great,

adrift in cosmic segregation,

we find quark-serpents sharpest of fang.