Cosmic chances

I try finding words,

But to no avail.

What I see, is inexplicable,

Like others, will we also fail?

 

Were we always so frail?

Our stories speak otherwise.

Beyond your plastic veils,

Somewhere inside, love must thrive.

 

You have the strength,

The kind love demands,

But not the patience,

Nor the faith to take a chance. 

 

I see you, and I wish

I could give words to your silence,

Heal your pain, 

And bridge the distance.

 

The next time we come across,

Leave your veil behind.

I will meet as the stranger,

I have been for a while,

Let us give the cosmos,

A moment to record and rewind.

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.