Eureka

Truths begin as dreams,

A spark is unseen.

Faith becomes a proof,

In the moments between.

I do not know her,

As you do now.

But I will learn her soul,

And make this vow.

Love is not proven,

Before it’s begun.

We leap to build,

What time makes one?

Watch us bloom,

In every stride.

Our proof is love,

And love won’t hide.

Paradox of Strength

No problem appears,

Without its key,

A puzzle designed,

For you to see.

The weight may bend,

Your will, your line,

But every curve,

It has a slope to climb.

Infinity calls,

Through trials that tear,

Yet proof is born,

From those who dare.

You are the proof,

The answer, and the guide.

A theorem of strength,

With hope inside.

Utopia 

A world unbound by space and time,

Where every fraction finds its rhyme,

We chase the dream, the perfect line,

A utopia no graph can define.

Angles of hope, sharp yet true,

Intersect the planes of all we do.

Through trials, like functions undefined,

The answer forms in heart and mind.

Each problem posed, a bridge to span,

An infinite series crafted by hand.

The sum of struggle, love, and fight.

Converges near to endless light.

For utopia lives not far away,

But in each proof, we solve each day.

Through chaos, order starts to gleam.

A perfect world, built from the dream.