4D

A fantastic theoretical physicist named Leonard Suskind once wrote that it would be 

exceptional to find someone who could picture 4 dimensional reality.  I took that as 

a challenge.

The beauty of the world,

In three dimensions,

Is astounding to imagine,

Lakes and rivers,

Sky and mountains,

Spinning through sunshine.

That motion is doubled,

As the Earth circles the sun,

And grows in intensity,

With the sun on its journey,

Our galaxy in full flight.

These dimensions are but three,

The fourth vast in scope,

As time is traveled in distance,

Bringing a motion of change,

To all we know and see.

This can be pictured,

As waves upon the sea,

Mountains rise from below,

Building in stature,

Weathering with the weather,

And smoothing into shore.

Clouds portray time’s journey,

Building upon building,

Blossoming into beauty,

Or growing dark as storms,

As each of us chooses in heart,

Our shape through life’s path.

Yet the clouds are not temporary,

Nor are the ocean waves,

Once part of the ocean,

Above or below us,

They remain live in their moment,

Captured within time.

Souls are scattered in time,

The past and the future,

People walk upon this Earth,

Not seeing through Time’s barrier,

Yet real in quantum mystery,

They are the energy we feel.

Perfection may be realized,

As God reconciles all life,

Bringing time to an end,

Retaining beauty in forever,

Bringing all our souls reunion,

When the quantum veil will fall.

Beyond the Temporal

Where is the soul,

Within this world?

For it can not be measured,

Nor can it be seen,

Yet each soul manifests,

Through a living body.

So if our bodies are here,

Existing in the physical,

Then where do souls reside?

From a place beyond dimension,

God gives us each connection,

Through the touch of life.

So here we are then,

Seeking coffee in the morning,

To pay our bills before evening,

Passing each other in a second,

Each wondering what to feel,

And each asking ,“What is real?”

If our souls are not on Earth,

Where do they roam in dreams?

Reality as it seems,

Where time is out of place,

Giving time to ponder,

Existence outside space.

For all physical is energy,

And God is energy supreme,

With mind and heart perfection,

As we give miracles inspection,

Does not energy change energy?

And with God how perfectly.

We sometimes see a thing,

But was it really there?

A flash of shadow or feeling,

Can send our fears reeling,

When our realms come together,

At their weakest points.

So when we pass from here,

Should we then doubt or fear?

When God stands in all realms,

And we choose Him for life,

We are held safely from the Void,

With reality found in love.