Time if you please!
The stars will follow on their course –
Rushing towards infinity.
The galaxies swirl and planets spin
Atoms whirl and molecules jiggle
As matter is heated and substances wiggle
And we are caught somewhere in the middle.
The arc of the sun our only hint
Of the massive speed of space.
The heat of metal searing our flesh
Our impression of atomic pace.
Our perception is caught between time;
Trapped between worlds,
As the macro and micro play out their game
And fast and slow unfolds.
I’ve always been fascinated by the idea that we are stuck between a macrocosm of immense size and speeds and the jiggling around of atoms. We see little of either – yet they are the reality.
As the sun performs its slow arc it is hard to imagine that it is really us spinning at 1000 MPH while both of us are careering along at hundreds of thousands of miles per hour!
When that metal burns us it is the result of the unseen jiggling of atoms.
I feel we are stranded in an unreality.
Is it all just a perception of time?