Quantum PoemJourney through reality's unfoldingInavillagewherethewindsangandthegrassdanced,Narrator In a village where the wind sang and the grass danced, reality was more than just a thing—it was always in motion.Mrs.Parker,Timmy Mrs. Parker, is it true that everything is happening at once? My science book says reality is like a verb, not a noun!Ah,Mrs. Parker Ah, Timmy, that's a quantum question! So, if you drop a pebble in a pond, do you see just the pebble, or the ripples too?Theripples!Timmy The ripples! But what if there are lots of pebbles and everyone throws them at once?Exactly!Mrs. Parker Exactly! So reality is all those ripples mixing together—everywhere, all at once. But it's easy to get overwhelmed, isn't it?SometimesIfeellostwheneverythinghappensatonce.Timmy Sometimes I feel lost when everything happens at once. How do I keep up?Youfocusontheprocess,Timmy.Mrs. Parker You focus on the process, Timmy. Like baking bread—you knead, you wait, you watch. The doing is the real magic, not just the loaf at the end.So,Timmy So, if reality is a happening, not a fate, I can shape it by what I do next? Even if it's just baking bread or asking questions?Poem: The Quantum Poem: Reality isn’t a noun—it’s a verb. It’s a happening, not a fate. Everything is happening—everything, everywhere, all at once. The process is everything. @Timmy: Resourceful 8yr old @Mrs. Parker: Unpredictable Examiner +Theme: Rendered in the style of folk art, characterized by simplified forms, vibrant colors, and a naive, whimsical portrayal of landscapes. The composition often includes detailed patterns and textures with a focus on community and nature, presenting an idyllic and nostalgic interpretation of rural life.
