Primordial Wizard Soup
©2015, Olan L. Smith
Stir the soup, mix it up, and make it worth
Your while, must be like cooking linguine with
All those quantum strings to stir. Perhaps
Our troubles are being part of your
Ingredients; you can't help but things
Go bump, and sparks begin to fly.
I wonder how many threads it takes
To make a star? Everything seems to be tethered,
Linked together like one big quilt. You tug
On one side and the whole damn thing moves.
Elements, yep, what we are, some hodgepodge
Of nothing whipped up for your amusement.
YOU ARE READING
The Wizard!
PoetryThe Wizard! This collection from Olan L. Smith is a dialogue series that asks questions and ponders evidence about existence. We will take a look behind the curtain to see what the Wizard is up to and what tricks he (she) has up his (her) sleeve, b...
