#poetry #art  An abstract grace that shimmers and gleams, A force that moves with gentle might, A flow that awakens the senses with its light.   It dances through the realms of time, A beauty that's ethereal and so divine, A mystery that we can never quite grasp, A law of physics that breathes life into the vast.   It flows like a river, ever so calm, A gentle movement that soothes the soul and palm, A force that touches every particle in its way, A beauty that's abstract and simply, breathtakingly gay.  So let us bask in its fluid spell, A beauty that's abstract and so hard to tell, For it's a mystery that we can never deny, This abstract grace that glimmers and shines in the sky.