Fibers in the Filament

Musing on uncertainty (2000/2001)

Language betrays
The verdant hills of imagination
As waking shatters the smoky glass
Of an elusive dream

Phantoms haunt the halls
And inspiration evades the groping claw

Truth laughs, mocks...
Parodies the knowing mind
Reality is a vacuum -
Uncertainty rules the realm of the subatomic

The hand and mind of God:
Tenuous fibers in the filament
A certain stony sleep is
The only sweet absolute.