Edges of a Universe (poem)

Edges of the world true weigh
quanta traced even now
time would flow one direction
just four dimensions sum how

Quanta clump space time gravy
where wavy spots entangle
maybe thoughts are only real
when God doth seals life angles

Forms flow in space-time tensors
gravity cores inward too
logic’s sphere with enigma
crunching chord feet fall through

World without end
amen, amen.