I Write A Word... Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

I write a word, and chain it to another...
Another word, another thought, another...
Another wave in my world of emotion,
Another motion in e- and Pi - cosmology...
They two are near to the cypher three.
What does it mean? That plain is made of points,
And something such invisible, unseen -
The Time - is modifying three to 'e' and 'Pi'...
Resistance of the Time - the fall of energy
To other times, where the spaces join.