The beauty of the
world,
In three dimensions,
Is astounding to
imagine,
Lakes and rivers,
Sky and mountains,
Spinning through
sunshine.
That motion is
doubled,
As the Earth circles
the sun,
And grows in
intensity,
With the sun on its
journey,
Our galaxy in full
flight.
These dimensions are
but three,
The fourth vast in
scope,
As time is traveled
in distance,
Bringing a motion of
change,
To all we know and
see.
This can be pictured,
As waves upon the
sea,
Mountains rise from
below,
Building in stature,
Weathering with the weather,
And smoothing into
shore.
Clouds portray time’s
journey,
Building upon
building,
Blossoming into
beauty,
Or growing dark as
storms,
As each of us chooses
in heart,
Our shape through
life’s path.
Yet the clouds are
not temporary,
Nor are the ocean
waves,
Once part of the
ocean,
Above or below us,
They remain live in
their moment,
Captured within time.
Souls are scattered
in time,
The past and the
future,
People walk upon this
Earth,
Not seeing through
Time’s barrier,
Yet real in quantum
mystery,
They are the energy
we feel.
Perfection may be
realized,
As God reconciles all
life,
Bringing time to an
end,
Retaining beauty in
forever,
Bringing all our
souls reunion,
When the quantum veil
will fall.
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