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Atomic Structure...The coincidence of all that is (inspirational poetry)
The time honored atomic structure...an atom, composed of protons. neutrons and electrons,
Part and partial of everything that flows so free, that which we may see and ours, not to see.
Each element...that of metal, wood and stone, made up of millions of atoms, holding bonds,
Every one, a nucleus, orbited by its parts, much as the solar system, about our heads, to be.
How odd...plain strange...we see the stars in telescopes, of our visions, all interchanged,
The feet we walk upon, our very hands, composed of atoms, to be seen in huge bands.
The clothes we wear, each strand of our hair, an atomic structure, each, so prearranged.
Just how many solar systems, wide galaxies to exist...who, this enigma, so understands?
An entire galaxy, in a peanut, grown in a wide field, and benevolently given from its pod,
Harvested by any man, so grateful that he can, grown from a seed, in the earthen sod.
A single star, the sun, as it is called, surrounded by its planets and moons... all to spin,
Might there be multitudes of such arrangements, dispersed in rows, so held deep within,
May we to rest upon an ogre's fond nose, an entire galaxy, as part of his estranged dimple,
Could we fathom a microorganism, so small... composition of a multi-universe... how simple?
Atoms, and each ones structures...a repetitive likeness, without and within, are to be, to exist,
Humans... our species, limited in our intellects... in our minds, and ours to know all, do persist.
Comforting to know...the moon shot we took... a simple excursion from our atomic host,
We landed neatly upon the Lunar landscape, and about this tiny feat, we all did so boast.
Which proton or electron's orbit might we have escaped, an earthly resemblance, we trust,
Landed upon a small seed, pursuing our nature's need, metaphorically, quenching our thirst.?
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