Not Yet Found

I chose the name Spring Forest
and I’ve yet to find the spring.

Some unfinished equations
are the closest I’ve come
to the puzzle of why I’m here.

There is a book before our eyes –
the night sky of the universe.
Galileo saw its language was mathematics.
A cricket’s encrypted love song,
light from an ancient star
are mathematical messages
arriving in sultry air.

Imaginary and complex numbers
allow life to reproduce itself
endlessly and intricately
without repetition –
the elusive algorithms of a summer night.

from Spring Forest, (Faber & Faber, 1994) used by permission of Geoffrey Lehmann.

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