ILLUSIONS OF EXISTENCE

We sail on the waves
of a particle sea,
mathematical shadows.

Here thing and nothing,
lose their contradiction
and dance a Heisenberg waltz,
the uncertainty of all we know as certain
masked.

Atoms
each a tree falling in the forest of matter
non reality
surges of probability, endlessly rolling
not yet knowing their time and space

until
sentient glance reveals
something resembling
the illusions of our existence.

©David Cale

Taken at the Tropicana Night Club in Cuba.

ILLUSIONS OF EXISTENCE

We sail on the waves
of a particle sea,
mathematical shadows.

Here thing and nothing,
lose their contradiction
and dance a Heisenberg waltz,
the uncertainty of all we know as certain
masked.

Atoms
each a tree falling in the forest of matter
non reality
surges of probability, endlessly rolling
not yet knowing their time and space

until
sentient glance reveals
something resembling
the illusions of our existence.

©David Cale

Taken at the Tropicana Night Club in Cuba.