The 4th Dimension Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The 4th Dimension



Can consciousness be compressed
like a distant Black Hole

Into a photon and travel away

Coursing into the darkness
at the speed of light

Reality curving and swaying

With entropy chasing
and time not around

Each Dwarf Star awaiting its fall

The one last dimension, thought lost
and now found

A new portal—unlocked to enthrall

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2019)

Friday, April 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: space
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