Contained

Tarwin Stroh-Spijer
From Me, To You
Published in
1 min readJun 2, 2016

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The speed of light is infinite
Within it all is bound
All butterflies and crocodiles
Exist as if they’re sound

The contents of each tiny brick
Of matter can be found
Or lost among the early ‘verse
Split ‘part become background

Formed in to a lump, or two
And slowly they are bound
A star ignites and then ablaze
Four bonds for lifes’ compound

Spirals in a fractal haze
All circles, orbits, round and round
Colliding nuggets falling in
At last we are earth bound

Misty clouds rain down upon
The barest rock that can be found
Polymeric fighting feuds
Only winners will be crowned

Vibrations stir these muddy pools
The start of something new around
One stops the second rule quite dead
Complexity fights back, rewound

Green acres reach across the land
Each spit upon the ground
Another step towards the truth
Sun soaked engines do abound

Poisonous gases spew on out
A nest once more a breeding-ground
For faster and more hungry beasts
Large herds of gnashing hounds

Finally, two handed standing tall
Paths split and merged deep underground
We become creators all
Witness, master, the profound

The speed of light is infinite
Within it all is bound
All butterflies and crocodiles
Exist as if they’re sound

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