THE DANCE OF THE FIELD

Beneath the waves there lies a field

And the universe is what it yields

Or so it seems to the untrained eye

It looks very real to you and I

It’s really not there I do not jest

It simply appears to be manifest

Inside the atom, the electrons dance

There’s no such thing as just pure chance

Let’s take our minds for a walk

Let’s look beyond the quirky quark

Even smaller than these things

We come across the super-strings

And they themselves also disappear

We are oh so close now ,very near

Variations in vibrations

Are only quantum fluctuations

If all of this disrupts your views

And challenges what you thought you knew

None of it is what it seems

Just think of it as waking dreams…

 

Stidwolf November 2004