So for a little light bedtime reading, it’s usually a science book or something similar. I recently bought a science reference book (it’s useful to have a periodic table handy when my mind wanders) and read about the accuracy of Cesium clocks and other (mis-)uses of radioactive materials……
Atomic Time
We count the rot of Cesium to mark time;
we are obsessed with measuring the past
as it come at us, from a future cast
quite randomly; yet we strive to align
the whirl of planets circling the stars
above us. Slicing time up like a pie
in pieces with precise equality
so we can note the passage of the hours.
We watch the atoms split, then split them more,
note and love the difference in decay,
and harness it to blow ourselves away,
then realize we cannot close that door.
We know that action made the world a mess
but that’s one thing we couldn’t second guess.