Quantum o'clock

I've just returned  from a trip in kingdom of absurdy

where mister Rabbit  is a genius metaphysicist ...

   Are we children of a chance 

   governed by mathematical codes ?

Fruits of an infinity  tree's number ?

Dance of atoms contemplating themselves

in some holographic mirror ?

 Number  always drawing the idea of a geometric pattern ,

just like an enigmatic  system ,far beyond 

the birth of nothing and death of  everything ,

single equation with multiple unknowns ...

And if it all came down to a spirit filled void 

 lulled by  a symphony of  silence ...

 I am ,just an artist illusionist  driven by a quanta feeling !

Speaks in me a perfect order language 

  sown  with  inponderables ,

Card game featuring only lunatic  jacks,

   structured  chaotic  order ...

    Gods don't  play poker doctor Lorenz  !

          Quantum o'clock ...