Poetic meditations, on the mystery of dark matter
Some whimsy to start the weekend with my attempt at a poem about dark matter followed by a poem by Rebecca Anne Wood Elson a Canadian–American astronomer and writer about the same subject.
Dark matter, a mystery still unsolved
A substance that scientists have evolved
To understand and decipher its code
But still, it remains a heavy load
It holds the galaxies in its grip
Yet we cannot see it or even nip
A tiny piece to study and analyze
It remains elusive, a cosmic surprise
Some say it’s made of particles unseen
Others believe it’s a glitch, a dream
But one thing is certain, it’s out there
A force that shapes the universe, beyond compare
We may never fully understand
The nature of this cosmic band
But that doesn’t stop us from trying
To unlock its secrets, endlessly prying
So let us meditate on this enigma
A puzzle that may never be solved
But the search for answers is a noble quest
One that keeps us moving, never at rest
LET THERE ALWAYS BE LIGHT (SEARCHING FOR DARK MATTER)
by Rebecca Elson
For this we go out dark nights, searching
For the dimmest stars,
For signs of unseen things:
To weigh us down.
To stop the universe
From rushing on and on
Into its own beyond
Till it exhausts itself and lies down cold,
It’s last star going out.
Whatever they turn out to be,
Let there be swarms of them,
Enough for immortality,
Always a star where we can warm ourselves.
Let there be enough to bring it back
From its own edges,
To bring us all so close we ignite
The bright spark of resurrection.
Originally Published on https://boomersnotsenior.blogspot.com/
