The Cosmic Symphony
Not in the bone, nor in the blood,
Does the light of the spirit find its flood;
But in the spaces, small and deep,
Where quantum secrets wake from sleep.
Your brain is the window, not the sun,
A bridge where the Many and One are spun.
Like a radio tuned to a star-lit height,
Catching the songs of the infinite night.
The stars above and the cells within,
Are notes of a song where we begin.
So tune your heart to a higher strain,
And let the Great Music wash through your brain.
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