Pocket Universes

I sit by the pond
Koi slide through the dark waters
The sun is hiding
The clouds are ‘it’

I’m trying to get my mind around this
If your are a self recursive algorithm
A self renewing pattern
Reinventing it self millisecond by millisecond

Then there is the plague of collective error
The chance of self inflicted mutation
Increases exponentially
Fractals spinning out from the center
Cascades of raw energies

And in this there is Balance
I see clouds reflected on the waters
In their relentless search
My hand kisses the surface of the stone

Current extrapolations indicate that
Pocket Universes are being generated
Faster than they can be cataloged
Universes ranging in size for micro to macro

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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