TSL
Time
Continueding against anew
Without see-sawing in
Back nor forth-right,
Curving, turning,
Depending on space's paces.
Space
S t r e t ch i ng
And shrinking, reversedly sought,
Depend the time's time,
Its directions,
And one point's view.
Curving by irresistible attraction
To the event horizons
Of the unfathomable bowels
Of all-too-real black holes.
Can we ever know or even imagine
As creatures in a from-nothing creation?Light
Independent constantly.
Universal's reference point,
Apparently straight-forward,
But bent by spaces' places.
Another reality?
Billiard balls bounce back
From the edge off their table
Or perhaps tunnel through
To who knows where
With small, but non-zero possibility.
Is Piaget's Perception of Causality