Cosmology

Summer blooms have mostly faded
           but the bushes are heavy
with red and orange berries
           and down by the railway track
the cuttings are filled
           with canes of ripe blackberry
that most ubiquitous of humble fruits
           but so sweet to taste

And so I think of the complexity
           of time and the relentless speed of light
from which all life comes
           and the constancy of mass and energy
and in spite of it all the simplicities
           the slownesses that are somehow
built into the necessary equation
           the cycles of gestation that demand
patience as though in some way
           the universe wishes to put a brake
on its unstoppable expansion
           creating pockets of moments
to be enjoyed in tranquility
           a sensitive universe
quite clearly in love with itself
           or with its children at least

John Lyons