Thought Experiment

In cosmology, we believe
In the existence of a uni-verse –
An all-encompassing ecosystem sustaining life,  
Black holes, planetary motions,
angry bursts of meteors,
Interstellar clouds, hydrogen, and helium.

But what if, beyond our sight,
Exists a panoply of poly-verse?
Where micro- universes mesh together at invisible horizons,
Communicate in verse,
Sing songs, work on compositions together,
Draw circles with protractors
Create rhythms, syncopate? 
 

What if, in the poly-verse,

There are gardens growing flowers,
Butterflies making love,
Rivers gurgling, children playing catch.
What if, instead of shade,
There are trees producing light,
Birds eating stars,
And junipers climbing walls?
What if, instead of curved,
The rainbows are squared,
The atmosphere is teal,
And Wordsworth is awake?
 

Such a poly­-verse would be a creation of magic,

With the privilege of speech,
A collection of tunnels and tubing with which
Practices of tolerance
Can populate our speckle of the uni-verse –
Earth, smaller than a grain of rice,
on which man perpetuates hate,
Separates by sex,
And stands on the brink of derisive quakes.

Perhaps the magnitude of a poly-versal macrocosm,

Its redefined perimeters of infinity’s dimensions,
The intangible geography of vast expanses,
Can provide perspective
And teach us humility,
Ligate our differences, glue together our frays,
And expand limitations bottlenecking our lives.  

So I invite you today to this experiment of thought,

The existence of a poly­-verse
Beyond the hills of Mars,
Over the carnival of moons,
And a marathon of stars,
Where harmonies are mute,
Comets taste sweet,
And clouds shaped like flutes
Walk away in silence.