The Cosmology of Kindness (Poem)

I

Entangled photons whispered their wonder to one another,

each image a superposition of magic and matter.

They moulded the possibility of our meeting,

as uncertainty became amiable to our experience.

II

I was a shaman of the 21st century,

painted with the brushstrokes of precision,

longing for the emotion of God’s being.

You were a sorceress on the spirit’s horizon,

wise in the ways of ephemera,

opening to the infinite ocean.

III

We ought to follow the alchemy of atoms through the daydream of consciousness,

walking against the wind toward the celestial spirit.

We’d meet the multiverse at the intersection between magic and matter.

IV

But where’s the involvement of the angels?

In our dreams of dawning days?

Did God merely mechanise the cosmos through an undulating snake disguised as a wave?

The fall from kindness reflected in the randomness of particles –

angelic involvement erased.

Do I seek the splendour of sorcery unaware of its absence?

V

Cosmology of kindness,

do you assert your existence beyond the blindness of grace?

Oh my faithful cosmology,

does God love time?