Flower of life
for Nassim Haramein
‘Flower of life’
sounds like a cliché
something techno new age –
you take the wub-wub and the unsk-unsk,
stir them in with a side of woo-woo,
and like that –
blooms a vase full of ravers and hippies at a
physics conference.
Wait…what?
Why are those people here, in the land of the science-mind?
Maybe they want to, you know, understand how the world works,
just like anyone else?
Perhaps they have seen the fractal infinity inside a finite circle
and think it’s daft to build larger and larger accelerators
to find a particle that will never stop being smaller and smaller.
Was it not a physicist who first imagined a particle and labeled it ‘God’?
So here they come
flowers in hand
looking for the meaning of life.
Which of you skeptics will hurl the first insult
like a stone
toward those who have sinned,
their faces blossoming with hope and faith?
