Ideas of the quarks and their quirks
swirl their way around the bard's head
is this a chance to see a cirque
or just an uncertainty fled.
The strings topping the Higgs bosons
sprayed over time - by us humans
encounter grand old emotions.
Light years twirl counting the lumens
while the happy poet perceives
whatever her possible wants -
Laughter and life - love or just games.
These give her the needed reprieves
from Einstein, Bohr or even Kant
albeit they found the atom's frames.
Inspired by Avi
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