Quantum Poem
This is a Quantum poem In two places
At the same time
A quantum poem Two meanings
One lousy rhyme
This is a quantum poem
This is a quantum poem War and peace
The same thing
A quantum poem Hate and love
Pervades everything
This is a quantum poem
Opher – 1.5.2025
I just walked into the market to buy some berries. I like berries and yoghurt. As I walked along in the May sunshine I was thinking about the dualities of life – light and dark, happy sad, war and peace, hate and love. It set me thinking that they are both always there. They just wax and wane according to circumstances. There is no such thing as purity. Even Hitler was an artist.