Life Science

It’s all experimental.
Line, word, rhythm.
Placement of feet.
Meeting of eyes.
Inside of mind,
quiet milieu tracks enchantment;
vast wealth of images appear.
Pluck from wilding intuition
which cult, which slice of schism
pursued might lead to
deepest understanding, wisdom
that passeth all.
If not meant to follow call to
inquiry, each singular outlying adaption
multiplying possible gains,
why would mistakes upbraid,
leave traces that bind?
Trial by approximations.
Data to resolve, assure inevitably
we who seek deserve to thrive.
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