E Equals M C Squared

Though we may look solid, round and square,

Deep, deep down, there's nothing there.

Einstein's E=MC squared says to me,
Everything is made of energy.

Slowing to less than the speed of light
The stuff collides, connects and forms a site.

You ask, How then do we come to be,
Out of stuff so empty, to such complexity?

We come by love o'er reaches and twain
We attract and swirl, as in a hurricane.

Atoms to molecules, molecules to cells
Gather we do and bodies swell.

And so it is with minds and brains
They swish and pop as feelings change.

Ideas come, and thoughts pass by,
Great storms of images spark and fly.

We ride on wisps with wings of light,
We feel, act, speak and dream at night.

So rejoice in MYSTICS who illumine the way,
In ARTISTS who mark our places to stay.

Rejoice in PROPHETS whose words make worlds real
And LEADERS who ignite the people's zeal.

Things of air, we become again
And onward we go to no now, where or when.

Beyond earth and sea and plain
as E=MC squared, we venture again.