Po~em Poe~sy

Sounds like awakening vision
Drunk thirsting here~to~fore
Revelation at long last fleeting
From the grasp of a troubadour
A wanton will learns to love itself
To find the subtle signs & still
Trace shadows of reflections lost
A hard dry shell slowly lifted off
A shredded veil is rent to reveal
Novelty sought for quantum fun
Think not so fast redeeming time
For it is no universal constant
No limits even to a closed system
Wasteland until a shift of ages
Accelerating resonance of fields
Fractal generation recurs as close
As it can be touching upon itself
Quintessence reveals open pages
A movement of prisms from pyramids
Energy to matter creates in no conflict
Stalling in deconstructive interference