Skin of the Waves

Humans are working
On so many things—
So many humans,

So many topics,
Lives dedicated
To this or that thing,

Decades spent working
Deep in one corner
Of some one puzzle,

How to sell some things,
How to ship others,
How to box better,

How to measure Earth,
Earth’s spin, Earth’s life forms,
The shape of the light,

Light’s entanglements,
How to use data,
Giant data sets,

How to build a mind
That can be working
Faster than humans

On many more things.
Sit in bed some night
And feel yourself float,

Phosphorescent speck
In a sea searching
By phosphorescing.