Omar Khayyam, the 12th century Persian Mathematician and Astronomer often realized that the known science could not explain the truth, mystery and beauty of universe as it is felt by spirit of man. This is where poetry and art come to play.

Sir Edington referred to the following Rubaiyat when he confirmed the measurement of the general relativity of Einstein in the Royal Astronimical Society dinner in 1919:

“Oh, leave the Wise our measures to collate.
One thing at least is certain, light has weight;

One thing is certain and the rest debate-
Light rays, where near the Sun, do not go straight!”

Giftt has dedicated a page to Cosmic Poetry, here is one from our guest:

By: Jim Pamplin

Our Universe grows cold and vast while transmutating into light,
That dissipates her former mass upon the trackless void of night.
Soft radiance of gravity waves glows outward from each dying mass,
And slows all passing through its haze so even light must move less fast.

Two functions slant that radiance slope: the first is time-based mass decay
Which sends out waves of waning stroke so older, strong waves lead the way.
Geometry, the other hand, by inverse-square of radius,
Depletes the strength of spreading bands, to seem, close range, impervious.

For further out speed hindrance thins – a massward gradient ensues;
When neighboring matter drifts therein, vibrating atoms bend to move.
As dipole mass-halves oscillate, (both slowed toward mass, and sped away),
Shared center of mass accelerates, equal reaction, opposite way.

Momentum spills from balanced stores, rest energy converts to speed,
And object plummet in accord – we call the process “gravity”.
Yet, should far out, ‘twixt galaxies, those compound gradients invert,
Would it be less than gravity that drove the universe apart?