Absolute

 

They drift in space time,

Bound by laws of entropy, of relativity;

And those, undeciphered hitherto;

And some fake rules, created by humanity. 

 

Quantum mechanics ensures,

The drift is random.

Distances fluctuate, and 

Souls entangled, move in tandem.

 

The naïve, cut off strings,

Forced by limited knowledge;

The wise ones, warp dimensions,

They build and preserve bridges.

 

How else do we experience the multiverse?

A bestial life should never suffice.

Only that- "which endures

Through space, through time,

Through everything in between and beyond,

Through compulsion, through choice"-

Deserves to be preserved,

By those wishing to be as absolute as light.

Choices

 

Choices in life,

Often, are at extremes.

The roads travelled- habit.

Those not- dreams.

 

That feeling of helplessness,

Is okay in those moments.

Moments which force evaluation,

Of actions, of consequences.

Of causes, of effects.

 

Maybe life doesn’t allow rectifications,

Letting a part of its own self be laid to waste.

Goes on and on- on a path predisposed,

Destinies shaped by fate.

 

Would have been lot easier,

If only, there were middle paths too.

Some more choices, less extreme,

Sparing us some pain on the move.