---
categories:
- Poetry
date: 2019-08-06 12:00:00 +0000
tags:
- Religion
title: Personify
year: 2019
---
{{< poem >}}
There was no Word.
Only chaos
That echoed into patterns.

It is the same now
As it was back then,
Except we patterns
Can now think we matter.

For quantum tried its best
To coalesce chaos into complexity
And it is still hard at work
To personify even the galaxies.
{{< / poem >}}