Einstein Made Me Do It

In pondering the unimaginable,

Einstein gave us the greatest of

all answers; that there are more

questions that need to be asked.

Satisfaction is only derived from

the truest stripping down of all

the unnecessary details of a thing

and analyzing its essence unencumbered.

In that bare bones exposure, we can see

the mechanisms which drive our quests

for a clearer understanding of the universe,

and of ourselves.

It is singular in us to want to know

what it is about us that makes us.

We want to be stardust and something

more, simultaneously.

Each beat of our heart’s echoes subtly

through the incomprehensible vastness

of infinity, through the curvature of Space

Time, and through each other.

The science of the universe is

the science of our hearts,

our hearts quicken with each new

discovery that brings us all closer together.

It is in the asking, “What if?” or,

“Why not?”, that we can begin to

unravel theories laid out for us by

some singular genius.

I want to know your heart just as

deeply as I want to know why light

bends and time literally skips a beat

in weaker gravitational fields.

I have more questions than answers,

I am uncomfortable in the unknowing

but excited by the prospects of learning

something I never knew.

A Unified Theory of why I love,

why we lose, why two people can

create something from nothing,

why we sing the blues.

We’re all just stardust,

forced together through electrical

attraction, made to ponder the infinite

and the end, with so many questions left.