Makinde’s Quantum World
He believes physics is not about
fancy mathematical formulas
with elegant Xs and Ys,
or discovering elusive particles.
Its inner heart
is about understanding our world —
broken and fractured
under the gravity of the eternal.
An everyday world that
is wildly weird at the
quantum level,
where he studies systems
that are Alice in Wonderland topsy-turvy worlds —
entangled,
like silky strands of a spider’s web,
woven tightly into our lives by our weaving eyes
woven loosely by what we do not see
Tangled
with the air touched then tangled,
with skin brushed then tangled,
with the apple touched at the supermarket then tangled,
with the tear wiped then woven away,
tanged with even things very distant like Mars dust,
that unravel themselves when
touched by our gaze—
revealing their hidden essence —
like a string pulled to unwind a knot.
Footprints of the infinite sparkle
in this teeny tiny quantum world
where he tracks God
and unravels
delicate threads of the hidden divine.