Before the word, before the flame
Someone counted stars to give the dark a name
Babylon carved circles into clay
And Euclid drew the lines that still remain today
Archimedes dreamed upon the sand
"Give me a place to stand—and I will move the land"
Ptolemy mapped heavens in a golden sphere
Until Copernicus whispered:"The Earth moves here."
Galileo dropped his stones from Pisa's leaning tower
"E pur si muove"—he kept his truth, his power
Kepler found ellipses in Tycho's starlit trace
And Newton saw an apple fall, and mapped the whole of space
Descartes crossed the axes, married shape to number
Leibniz wrote in differentials, a silent, perfect slumber
Faraday drew lines of force no eye could see
Maxwell caught the light itself in pure geometry
Planck sliced energy in quanta, against his will
"A desperate act"—but the atom's throat stood still
Bohr built his model like a solar ring
And Heisenberg said:"Certainty is not a thing."
From zero to infinity, from quark to dying star
We write our longing in equations, reaching past the far
E equals m-c-squared—mass and light embrace
Schrödinger's cat walks the line between the dark and grace
From Euclid's plane to Riemann's curve, space itself can bend
From Maxwell's fields to Einstein's clock, time is not a friend
Strings vibrate in eleven dimensions, weaving fate and form
This is the longest love letter ever sent to the storm
Dirac saw antimatter in a mirror's silver gleam
Yang and Lee broke parity—nothing's quite what it may seem
Hawking radiated wisdom from a black hole's burning rim
"My equations will outlive this body, every single limb."
Feynman drew his diagrams like jazz upon the page
Witten found the M-theory to unify the age
And still we search—for the one, the Theory of Everything
A single line that holds the whole, the song, the string, the ring
We are stardust trying to read the stars
We are equations trying
