The ancient Persians had a saying <br />About the body being formed by certain <br />Elements forced to cooperate as a whole <br />That together formed the body; <br />That it was always trying to die, the body~ <br />The constituents always straining, <br />Like a flock of birds, to leave; <br />Fly apart, go their separate ways <br />Back to the simplest state. <br />In modern times when the birds of the body fly, <br />Often it is the inside of some hospital. <br />It may be the departure of newly- freed souls <br />Leaves indiscernible, quantum-scale <br />Holes within the walls and roof, <br />As they float outward and upward, <br />Like bobbing helium balloons~ <br />The exotic matter being the opposite <br />Complement to the physical.. <br />On a certain day, the building load, <br />Having been exceeded, because <br />The invisibly ricocheted structure <br />Could no longer support itself; <br />The hospital might spontaneously crumble <br />Like a well-timed demolition and <br />The news reports would call it <br />Another mysterious building collapse.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-origins-of-wormholes/
