Edited by Dava Sobel Should I walk the Planck length between my heart and yours, drown in the liquid abyss of space-time deep within my sea dreams that scope and chart macro geometries of love by star arc in night sky, heaven’s whirls of light and elemental fire would still shimmer through unfathomed depth and distance to mark in micro beats of time our bodies’ magnetic needs. In bottomless dark we flicker into being, instant inflation of nothing into something’s minute entanglements forever trading quantum places, to fuse and emanate our invisible human essence in and out to infinitude.
Should I walk the Planck length between my heart
and yours, drown in the liquid abyss of space-time
deep within my sea dreams that scope and chart macro
geometries of love by star arc in night sky,
heaven’s whirls of light and elemental fire would still
shimmer through unfathomed depth and distance to mark
in micro beats of time our bodies’ magnetic needs.
In bottomless dark we flicker into being, instant inflation
of nothing into something’s minute entanglements forever
trading quantum places, to fuse and emanate
our invisible human essence in and out to infinitude.
