Rather than a gigantic machine
the world is a colossal information
processing system. All its particles,
and atoms, its energy, and even
space and time are produced
by information.
And what we perceive around us
as matter springs into existence
from phase-transitions, radical
changes that take place
In the internal order of the cosmos,
phase transitions analogous
to the transformation of water
into vapour, or into snow and ice.
But all this represents only
the misty outskirts
of abiding mysteries.
For the world transcends atoms
and molecules and the story
of creation is the story of love.
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Rather than a gigantic machine the world is a colossal information. Physics of love is interestingly and brilliantly expressed in this nice poem...10