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A Piano With No Keys (Free verse) by Quarton
Lone dewdrop,
sunlight reflected--projected
in shades of green and blue,
eternity contained
within its tiny orb.
In microcosm,
presence--essence
commonly shared.
Cartesian reality--duality,
reductionism's
schism--division,
the whole in submission
to conceptual revision.
Mutinous parts in defiance,
unity shattered--scattered,
commonality
in need of repair.
Time's mechanism--
determinism,
wound pseudo realism.
Learned inspectors--
dissectors,
probing and prodding,
unconnected parts
in chaos everywhere.
Thought and substance
divided--Newton chided,
dualism's misconception,
false certainty provided.
Life's innate deception
with nothing to compare.
Quarks and leptons
as building blocks touted,
assembled--resembled,
left over reductionism.
Descartes' deception,
only oneness prevails.
Particles and waves
in isolation--revelation,
minute energy patterns,
random positions
of uncertainty made.
Sun shining brightly,
photon a particle,
simultaneously a wave.
A piano with no keys
plays a catchy tune,
as we all dance to music
unheard.
Rationality taken--forsaken,
the universe absurd.
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