An Equation to Persuasion
Numbers are the universal language in the mind of humanity
They are the mathematical principle of our inherent tapestry
In nature designs and heavenly equations
Rotate endlessly beyond our considerations
Why then do we conjecture about the logic of its proposition
That life is eternal with such antipodal opposition ?
In a universe of distinct and geometric symmetry
Where the laws of movement are governed by natural tyranny
The musical mastery in the octave of a tonal interval
Where two frequencies having a ratio of 2 to 1 are integral
Why then does the meandering minstrel of philosophical bent
Guide us through this hypothesis with an aim to circumvent?
Has a miscast chord aimed from above the celestial sphere
Forced us to reevaluate the reason we are here
Is it some kind of mistune played on our minds
Focusing on the ancient written designs
Whose words we ponder with urgent solicitude
Speculating the proof which nurtures disquietude?
All of life resonates the death of its image and likeness of its being
Is a ritual to the perfect harmony of its continual foreseeing
Like a harp from the heavens of an unknown destiny
Playing the tune of mystery mirrors the pain of history
With the force needed to make that leap in time
To take us into the higher octave into another paradigm.