The Quantum Leap Poem by Prathibha Nandakumar

I no longer can answer
simple questions like how are you.
You are asking yourself.
I now know you are a part of me,
the body of the world and
you recognise every particle, you own it.
You stream through my body like photon
and you are the master explaining
the collapsing and reappearing wave functions.
I am aware, however, I am a matter but
I don't matter to you.

We rotate at different axis.
The Observer Effect implies
that we are products of consciousness.
Consciously forever yes, from my side
and no, from you.
Yet, we are the energy patterns
dynamic, interconnected and inseparable.
You deny matter can be completely mutable
into other particles or energy.
One minute you believe particles have tendencies to exist
and the next say there is no such thing as part.
Don't you realise we are not separated parts of a whole
but rather we are the Whole?
If all reality is the manifestation of an infinite Singularity
our magical realism hangs in space.
I don't understand wave-particle duality
I am that and the other too.

You, who has a view of the world,
from your drawing room window,
did not prepare me
for the free fall.

I leaped on my own.

The call of the abyss revealed the
The Implicate Order
The notion of unbroken wholeness
The foundation upon which all manifest reality rests.

I know you are a part of it too.
If quanta comes from counting
Count me in, into your inner circles of witches.
I am accountable to none else but you
even if I have to finally disintegrate into the wind.
The end is the beginning, my love,
doesn't relativity define gravity?

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prathibha nandakumar
5 march 2013