They are each and all still there The moments we have lived Toss them bright up in the air. Like diamonds out of soil sieved
All exist like coins we've scattered Time's the path between them taken We keep the ones that we think mattered. Memory-sounds like spare-change shaken
Uncertainty too in our exact position Life's velocity with no certainty known Entanglement tells naught of the mission And futures sprout like crystals grown
And thus we dig as life goes on And smash small things to find their meaning Until we find our Higgs Boson The pieces fall and scatter screaming.
A little ditty on the intersection of time, life and everythingness.