Light Glides Poem by Suzanne Hayasaki

Light glides like a river,
Finding the valleys and canyons
In the rolling landscape
Of space.

What appears to us a straight line
Is actually the meandering path
Through the mountains and valleys
Of gravity.

Time warps around heavenly bodies,
Spirals down black holes,
Drips like lime down the sides
Of Plato's cave of reality
As we perceive it,
Trapped as we are
In the amber of the present.

But time is just the heartbeat of stars,
Speeding and slowing and eventually
Exploding in the supernova that ends
One expanding meta-life and giving birth
To new universes,
One nested within another
Like celestial spheres.

And so as I sit here searching for words
To concepts beyond the chemistry
Of my primitive, mammalian brain,
Some much more advanced species
On some planet light years away
Or within my own known universe
May be straining in the same futility
To explain the constraints that keep us
Separated by dimensions we may never perceive.