What's the point of life
What's the meaning of it all?
Does it stand or fall
on whether anything lasts at all?
If a flower fades
Was it never beautiful?
A world in which a flower
Seems better than one that never saw a bloom
What about human beings? Are we flowers that bloom?
That even though fade and perish
brighten the universe's history for having been?
The question then is,
Is beauty real
and what would make it so....
Physical reality and something more... beauty upon that.
Mass, electrical charge, and aesthetics being properties of matter
Enter that into your physics journal
Won't you get a failing grade
And yet, life can't go on
for me without it:
Meaning, value, beauty to cast
the world in beauteous warmth
That even lies behind disaster
As a symbol, promise, hope
of a real thing that can be achieved.