Eternity’s Fabric
By His works I know Him.
The Grand Old Man,
As Einstein might have said,
Hath spanned the arc of space with His hand,
Hath woven Eternity’s fabric with His
Oscillating fingers caressing and bridging
Precise curves and angles for patterns
Upon which dimensional orbs swing
As quarks and quasars cluster,
Dressing the naked firmament
With the constellated wonders
Of crystalized thought.
September 12, 1987
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