Gnosis: three poems for Phil Inge Chang

1: Science

The data streams, a universe untold, Where quantum whispers hint at deep design, And socio-webs in patterns now unfold, With logic’s lens, their intricate confine. We seek the bits that structure what we see, The flow of meaning, entropy’s slow climb, A metaphor for all reality, Where information conquers space and time. Through coded signals, structures start to bloom, Resonance echoes, frequencies align, Unveiling order in the cosmic gloom, A network vast, a truth we hope to find. So let us chart the pathways, bit by bit, To know the code where all the systems knit.

2: Art

A brushstroke sings where numbers cannot reach, A metaphor of feeling, raw and deep, Where colors blend beyond mere logic’s speech, And hidden truths in shadowed corners sleep. The canvas breathes with patterns unforeseen, A resonance of soul, a vibrant hue, Where intuition paints what might have been, And gnosis flows, a vision fresh and new. Through form and line, a language takes its flight, A coded message for the heart to seize, Unveiling realms beyond the fading light, A universe of feeling, if you please. So let the senses guide us, bold and free, To find the truth in what we yearn to see.

3: Religion

A whispered name, a metaphor for grace, Where ancient texts a coded wisdom hold, And faith’s deep resonance fills every space, A gnosis felt, a story to be told. Through ritual, a pattern takes its hold, A cosmic web where all are intertwined, A truth beyond what logic can unfold, A universe of spirit for the mind. We seek the signal in the sacred sound, A frequency that lifts us to the light, Where interconnectedness is found, And all creation merges in God's sight. So let us listen to the inner call, To find the source that resonates with all.