The way it may be
by cricketjeff on April 19, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
But work in ways so hard to comprehend
And everything we have to learn is new,
We cannot yet begin to see the end.
It’s clear that matter is not as it seems.
We know the laws that govern everyday.
There is no magic power built from dreams
No ruling mind above us holding sway.
And yet connections can span all of time,
While time itself may not be real at all.
The way it works a mystery sublime.
To probe the answers is our greatest call.
For life itself is just a simple game
And total comprehension is the aim.
Reading philosophical sonnets brings you to this!!!