Dimension travel is the poetry of physics:
Astonishing when done right, but doesn't pay well.
Even though Daniel and Wu met and spoke
Neverending circles, the center of the wheel
Did not make Daniel understand and he woke
Little to the lessons that Wu tried to reveal.
Ezekiel spokes and tangents and Daniel tired
Soon of stretching brain and brawn in the park.
So what if they all rode the tai-chi tandem. Wired
Sound in each student with music in the dark.
Universal truth was not any closer than breath.
"Maybe I made a mistake in thwarting the song.
"Maybe," replied Wu, "but mistakes often bless
Eternity with wisdom. You spend too long
Raking the soil of past fruits. Stop digging for
Ore of lore. The nightingale is gone but the ode lives evermore.
Forever love. Forever live. Do not go back. Go on to give."
