Pi day

Pi Day

(For my high energy particle physicist father)

The sweetness of berry

Draping flaky on my tongue

As if the taste here today

Forms a drop of homeopathy**—

an ancestral flavor of yesteryears

essence

bringing me my father’s healing

presence

Remembering math with my dad

How much he loved, his sweetness

How much he loved, his pie math

Sliced indefinitely thin=

could serve others x indefinitely

Carrying his Pi day pie into his own infinity—

As the stars are math’s brilliance

As we stardust,

we are math all the way in,

all the way out

I will remember him forever

with my own infinity—

immeasurable Love

**homeopathy—popular alternative medicine in 19th century, based on serial dilution of active natural ingredients of plants to the point of infinitesimal amount, with belief this elevates the potency. Leaving the essence of medicine to stimulate self healing.  Modern scientific studies have pointed to the effectiveness of this approach based on the placebo effect. Yet can we really measure infinity? At the quantum level what is remembered?