The Art of Science
When they uncovered the last of the bones
they placed them so gently
alongside the rest,
and brushed with soft caresses
the mould blooming in cavernous skulls.
When they found paths of eerie beauty
where particles had met
and shuddered to a halt,
they held up mirrors of foggy fascination
to conjure up bold dances to music overload.
When the lab mice get injected
to thrill to slightest sound,
vibrate in nervous tension,
they travel through synapses at speeds you cannot measure -
those words blushing with excitement at waking up on stage.