From birth we’re taught we’re each one person
with natures individuated.
What if instead we’re born entangled,
like photon states bound tight by quantum—
a kind of science of compassion
that says we’re never separate.
Each day the times get ever tighter,
the years remaining counting down.
I wonder if there’s room to finish
this work, this art, this life’s design.
Before I go I would prefer
to figure out what I’ve been buildin’!