Mechanics of Beauty / by Zander Ford

This mystery machine

We travel in

Sparks wonder upon the sky

Meteor showers of twilight

Constantly appearing before

Curious eyes


Sometimes

Though

The mystery becomes curiously clear

A problem solved

A gear turned and understood

A lever pulled

A switch illuminated


If this

Then that


Ah, mind!


So creative

So curious

So mechanical sometimes


Mind

Such beauty in all her forms