The wave in the watering can
The wave in the watering can
I stuffed a hose
into the big opening
at the top of the container
the water rising higher
than the opening to the spout
with the can at rest on level ground
on this hot summer day
And then I walked
steadily along the driveway
handle in hand
watering can dangling at my side
creating a one per second spill
of consistent volume
upon the hot asphalt
along a curvilinear trajectory
in a world I could see
reflecting precisely the presence
of an invisible wave
my movement had created in a bucket
The spill stopped on the uphill slope
the invisible wave continuing
but its energy now insufficient
to enable water to reach the spout
and spill onto the blacktop
When I stopped to water the flowers
the wave collapsed
the source of its energy having dissipated
The still water was drained away
transferred to the soil
and then the roots
on an alternate journey to the sky
while the wet spots on the driveway
dried up quickly in the sun
Those particular water molecules
are now part of the atmosphere
in which we all live and breathe
on the surface of the earth
There are a myriad of places each one
of those water molecules might go
an incalculable number of ways
that they may separate from each other
a range of possibilities
unimaginably huge but not infinite
What exactly happens
to this one or that
is irrelevant in any particular circumstance
Each isolated molecule
is a bit of information
If I knew everything
if I was all knowing
I would know exactly where
each one was
but soon be drowned
by useless information
Knowledge is a fungible aspect
of the human ability to understand
the more of which we do
the more simple everything becomes
We are the animals
which observe and think and plan
and test and do and think again
and understand more
and share our understanding
with all other beings with similar brains
to an extent to which
no other animals on earth are capable
Our potential to create together
is truly infinite
We occupy a multiplicity of paths
on our collective journey toward
a theory of everything
Whether we ever get there is irrelevant
The end of time is predictable
Aubrey Lieberman
8/26/22
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