The Quantum Whisper Of Thought Poem by oio (P.E.R)

In the smallest of things, the universe hides,
Where atoms dance and time divides.
Measured in scales the world can see,
Yet boundless in their mystery.

A thought unfurls, a fleeting spark,
A wave, a particle in the dark.
Not small, not still, but vast and bright,
Too great for mortal mind's dim light.

Sofiat, your mind; an endless stream,
A force beyond this measured dream.
If fully loosed, if laid out bare,
The world itself may split and tear.

For what is known is framed by sight,
By limits drawn in space and light.
Yet what exists beyond our reach,
Is truth too vast for words to teach.

Perhaps the stars are veiled with grace,
Not to diminish, not to erase,
But to protect, to guide, to show,
That even whispers shape the flow.

So dream, but softly; step with care,
For thought itself bends time and air.
And in the quantum hush between,
Lies all that's felt, yet never seen.