Behind The Curtain

Is something unphysical

in charge of this world

 

That lines every moment,

unseen and unfurled

 

Scientists say NO,

breathing fire as they shout

 

What is it then

that scatters atoms about

 

Darwin had his theory,

well accepted—unproved

 

That things change themselves

 on condition and mood

 

But somewhere deep

in the backs of our minds

 

A notion lay hidden,

firmly placed to remind

 

This proof we so revel in,

whose truth we revere

 

Has constantly changed

since the dinosaurs were here

 

So try to stay open

as new data evolves

 

Remembering the axioms

it now must resolve

 

And tune in to something,

not burdened by facts

 

The rock of all ages

—still blindly intact

 

(Radnor Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

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