There is a tiny and delicate limit
dictated by the constant of Planck
when Nature gets so completely lost
that breaks down and comes to a blank,
and a total ignorance makes it dumb
and speechless: wave or particle?
It can’t send any reasonable message
to cover the nakedness of this crackle.
The same about us and even worse,
cause there is no Copenhagen Interpretation
that could help us to answer
that stubborn and awesome question
we keep asking ourselves irrevocably:
Do we love each other, or do we not?
Even the stars above us couldn’t unbind
the blindness of this merciless knot.
So what shall we do? Maybe we must,
like this unconscious universe itself,
go ahead, evolving and expanding ourselves,
until there is none of me, of you, or anything else.
by Guilherme Preger