In Light of Reason

While you were all, 'all knowing'...God brought a gift to a simple child...that all of science, had it 'known', had cued around the block to find. It was but breath, but breath divine.

Three filament'd pods come floating on the ocean breeze, right to him there, performed a little geometric bow and orbital exhibit.

All of science failed the sight, but one dear physicist for one split second, dropped her isotope and jaw, for light of the face of that old boy...glowed relevance.

They'd never know, some slight of hand...of magic quite invisible, played geometric aire's, then disappeared...like little ships, in a perfectly ordered row.

One of those small details, most never notice...especially in the light of reason...

It's ok. We don't have to understand...everything!


Written by Bruce James Clyde 2017, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: google art