Safety emerges out of the heart of science
And security from the mind which knows.
Illusion appears as a door with many locks.
Certainty, sadly, only a single key.
The ungraspable rests on the other side.
You may attempt to see its complexities but-
Glimpses through cracks reveal problems to solve.
And a conclusion proceeds to heaps of perplexities.
Eternally, humanity picks at these locks
piecing a puzzle with expanding boundary.
We create keys to grab with ease,
But spirit splits through fingers to drip playfully.
Let’s attach the flow of liquid to law.
Solving the fathomless so we know-
No wonder it does this and that
molecular structure has shape and goes.
The tide crashes because of lunar gravitation.
Blood circulation from the heart palpitations.
Each a vibration, birthed from the mana of mystery.
Settling, to think we’ve calculated the cause.
We think we know so we must know how
How what’s behind that imperishable door
Operates over here through our time.
But no- our thumbs can’t grab that flow of life.