Define it,
and you'll grow.
You will learn how to speak
the truth.
Somewhere deep inside
there will be
the cosmos.
It will all fold in
as a nurse could fold
the corner of a sheet,
tight
and seamless.
The fern has one new leaf,
or maybe two. But it can not
un-grow. The arrow pushing at
our backs.
But I meant to write about something else.
How did I end up here again
with science at my feet?
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