JAPANESE FLOWERS
Unfolding slowly while you watch
We are like origami swans
In a paper world.
Extending awareness
The world not stopping
Where the surface lies
Tracing back the curvature
Of the oldest waves
The explosion that marked
The beginning of all that is,
All that will be
Developing complexity
Patterns in the water
Wings of interference
The rhythm of our hearts combined
Falling into entropy
But beautifully
Understanding our ancestry
And that our atoms come from stardust
And that our minds can indeed understand
Many things but not ourselves
A barrier of brain matter
And folding back into the shapes
By which you know us:
Paper swans of elegance
Floating on white glass
We are there where you expect us
Because that is what you wanted to see
A pretty surface, not the reality
Of maths poured into life
Where what we see may not be
What is real. To observe
Is to distort
Reality.