The only absolute
Is that there are no absolutes;
If this one would refute,
When all the factors one computes,
Then reasoning must show
Objections seem to be undue,
For what you think you know
Depends upon the point of view.
Take, for example, light –
The darkness in a box that’s sealed
Would be entire; right?
But other sources are revealed:
For light still radiates
From sub-atomic particles
In from what one creates
The cubic screening articles.
Can one remove all heat
To zero, absolute, in cold?
So far, complete defeat
Such tries have met with, we are told;
At any rate, the point
At which such zero level lies
Puts noses out of joint,
While learned men still theorise.
Then, in a moral code,
Where does the good or bad begin?
What may be à la mode
For one, in others is a sin;
To those who are the prey
The hunter is an evil beast;
No mind what prey may say,
To hunters they provide a feast.
Belief in God or not?
And which religion knows it all?
Who has all answers got?
Whose arguments to nothing fall?
Right those are who allow
That many things the truth may be,
And do not just avow
That black or white is all they see.
While atheists are right
In ridiculing, in ‘God’s Word’,
All writings slight and trite,
Which manifestly are absurd,
Still those who have belief
Show intellect a good deal more
Than those who come to grief
Believing nothing is the score.
Intelligence is here
In everything; at every part
Of what can well appear
Was a creation from the start;
Adapting, day by day,
Towards some purpose yet unknown;
‘But, that is Nature’s way,’ – ?
By whom, to Nature, way is shown?
To turn from the philosophy which forms my NaPoWriMo poem for the day to a question of photography and traffic, here is a view of some of the conveyances which passed in front of our garden today. I have managed to reformat my Sony Handycam which, although it takes low pixel pictures, has the advantage of a good zoom and a nice fast shutter speed.
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