I am not who I would be, and sorry that's true
on the chance, I'm a 'weak, ' not a 'strong' force for you!
I'd love you as myself, even if we're both quarks
who are 'charmed' or just 'strange, ' on our separate arcs,
ranked as 'bottom' or 'top' (and most critics agree!) ,
we float 'up' or more 'down' in earth's quantum of sea.
There's a chance a few 'right' and some 'wrong' quarks exist
that all magnetic fields in earth's test labs resist!
Might two rights make a wrong? What a poetic twist!
Oh, does God love the poems that physicists spin?
Does God's mouth curl a bit? Can our dreams force God's grin?
Is truth wholly with God? Pray that effort's our win?
Brian Johnston
21st of November in 2021
Poet's Notes:
Earth's physicists have gradually begun to see that the most exact physical knowledge that man has only models and will never define what is real. How foolish is the man who thinks only 'His' political views are correct? Where is the humility in that, the appreciation for paradox? If man cannot even smile at his desire to fully understand God, can Grace ever be his?
Mathematicians are another ‘breed of cat' but clever as they are, as flawless, as beautiful as their logic appears to be, there may be assumptions they have made unknowingly that also cause God to roll on his ‘Golden Floor! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem