INFINITIES
BY
BEVERLY ANNA FARRAND
The nocturnal sky with its luminous points of light
Spinning infinitely in the blackness of night
What is this wondrous universe of ours?
With billions of galaxies, each with billions of stars?
I fly up to the moon and out past Mars
Past Jupiter and Pluto, then on to the stars
Past Orion’s belt and the Pleiades
Beyond the Milky Way to the galaxies
The earth has long since vanished from my view
The sun has withered to a drop of morning dew
And our galaxy has become a distant speck of light
Now fading completely from my sight
With each leap in scale my heart stands still
To fathom how the infinitely large, withers to nil
As galactic clusters become a small dim light
There is still no end in sight
I fall back to earth to where I stand
And start another journey into my hand
Through the pores of my skin,
To the cells below and the atoms within
Each dot grows as I descend in scale
Revealing another world as I pierce the veil
Smaller and smaller without end
To eternity I descend
Infinitely large, infinitely small
We will never find an end to it all
For creation is not founds in the tiniest part
It is the structure that is at matter’s heart
So seek not the end of size
Nor the universe’s birth or demise
For where all creation mus
Is in how the space divides!
The ancient symbols hold the key
To the sacred geometry
Two pyramids within a ring
Can divide to create everything
Infinite fractals with infinite spin
Create the shape of Yang and Yin
David’s star is a pyramid up and down
Where the conscious feedback loop is found
Sixty-four tetrahedron’s form the greatest stability
And match the I Ching’s grid of reality
What the ancients knew so long ago
Was how matter ebbed and flowed
All the universe is on a spinning keel
From the tiniest particles to a galactic wheel
What force could play such a role?
If not the gravitational pull of a dynamic black hole?
A black hole at the center of all that spins
Is where matter ends and soul begins
Moving infinitely between the two
A double torus in an infinite loop
From the quiescent potential of pure energy
To the manifestation of material reality
We are tied to the Source from every atom and cell
Constantly moving in and out of the creative well
The key to heavens door
Need not be hidden any more
The hole is the whole, is the Holy place
With omniscient energy to embrace
With each breath I expel
I see the transparency of this mortal shell
Dare we not forget where we trod
For everywhere is the face of God