Ode to Waves

A wave

Our first womb

The primal force

That sloshed and swished

The primordial soup

And from its foam

The first cell formed

God said "Let there be light!"

And there were waves

Of the electromagnetic kind

Without them

We are blind

For they are

Our guide

The language of the mind

Translated in different tongues

Violet, scarlet

Loud, quiet

Near, distant

Tonal, dissonant

Hertz

Doppler

Mozart

Monet

Maxwell

All masters

Of a different dialect

Through waves

We speak our minds

We read the universe

While at the same time

Each letter on paper

Each word

Every rhyme

Is a specific pattern

Of waves absorbed

Ink is transformed

To thoughts then transferred

From brain to brain

Through waves

We can decode

Our world

We can know

Before birth

If it's a boy

Or a girl

It's fitting then

That a wave

Was our first womb