Sub atomic particles arranged in permutations
Giving rise to elements of varying potentials
Reacting to form compounds in a host of variations
Up to the point of DNA these are the essentials
Amino acids all left handed
By the double helix welded
Making proteins like they planned it
Every one precision folded
So called 'non-coding' DNA
Dismissed as junk - prematurely
Must have a vital role to play
For all things have a purpose surely
He that wrote the rules of time
And sub atomic gravitation
Did so with our life in mind
Should we not show - appreciation
And wonder at the prescience
That gives us air to breathe
And behave with deference
On each day that we live
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Friday, 11 May 2018
Thursday, 10 May 2018
Hubris
Where were you when I visualised
And tied such knots as you'll never devise
And knitting together quarks out of string
Laid the foundations of everything
Before the passage of second one
I determined the nature and size of the sun
And wrote down the tune for the turn of the year
And prepared you a home so that you could appear
And no sooner here than you followed my lead
And created whatever you thought you might need
And you became proud and decided to shun
The one that designed and stoked up the sun
So tell me oh child that says "I'm not your son"
All that surrounds you, where is it from?
Untie the quarks and let them go free
Then tell me my little one, where will you be?
And tied such knots as you'll never devise
And knitting together quarks out of string
Laid the foundations of everything
Before the passage of second one
I determined the nature and size of the sun
And wrote down the tune for the turn of the year
And prepared you a home so that you could appear
And no sooner here than you followed my lead
And created whatever you thought you might need
And you became proud and decided to shun
The one that designed and stoked up the sun
So tell me oh child that says "I'm not your son"
All that surrounds you, where is it from?
Untie the quarks and let them go free
Then tell me my little one, where will you be?
Saturday, 3 March 2018
Old Eagles
Turned on the Eagles yesterday
And suddenly suddenly far away
Though forty years had passed
I saw through
Like looking through glass
On empty winter Saturdays
We'd sit and while the time
The silence broken by
Californian blue sunshine
We'd turn the vinyl over
After 20 minutes or so
Listen to the other side
Then go
And suddenly suddenly far away
Though forty years had passed
I saw through
Like looking through glass
On empty winter Saturdays
We'd sit and while the time
The silence broken by
Californian blue sunshine
We'd turn the vinyl over
After 20 minutes or so
Listen to the other side
Then go
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