Sunday Muse

“All colors are one thing, seen in different states of motion.  And that is science’s brilliantly poetic answer to Keats’ complaint that science unweaves a rainbow.”

“…So all these colors can be derived from one of them by moving at an appropriate velocity.  So really, the existence of one implies the existence of all the others.”

“…And the properties of one imply the properties of all the others.  So in a really deep sense, they are the same thing.  But in a complementary sense if you don’t move, they’re all different.”

~ Frank Wilczek, “Why is the Earth So Beautiful?” – On Being conversation with Krista Tippett

Sunday Muse

“Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun!
One mellow smile through the soft vapory air,
Ere, o’er the frozen earth, the loud winds run,
Or snows are sifted o’er the meadows bare.
One smile on the brown hills and naked trees,
And the dark rocks whose summer wreaths are cast,
And the blue gentian-flower, that, in the breeze,
Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last.
Yet a few sunny days, in which the bee
Shall murmur by the hedge that skirts the way,
The cricket chirp upon the russet lea,
And man delight to linger in thy ray.
Yet one rich smile, and we will try to bear
The piercing winter frost, and winds, and darkened air.”
–   William Cullen Bryant, Autum