Light waves to Schrödinger's cat,
it does not matter
if a particular particle's partiality
parts from the classical concept
of duality.
For a wave can be a particle
and matter, or matter not.
Behaviour at the quantum level
is unpredictable in the extreme
firing particles through a mountain
isn't as odd as it may seem.
Like position and momentum,
or like photons and matter,
waving to a particle
leaves light in tatters.
Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle meets Schrödinger's cat
what matters is the wave
so, that is that.
Particle duality, an old scratchy cat,
resolves matters discreetly
on the particle-mat.
Holes in the universe
where the particles wave,
time passes slowly
on our way to the grave.
The presence of consciousness
lightens up the room
as wave turns to particle
and disappears far too soon.
Looking at the stars and waving at the past
I think, hope and pray that this magic will last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem