significant, a poem inspired by research and the sea

 

what is significant?

i mean

day after day

long night after long night

short, limited sleep after short, limited sleep

working hour after working hour

sweet surrender after sweet surrender

what is that is to be called significant?

sometimes in science we measure the truth by means of significance

a significant difference

to make all the difference

between no idea

and this could be something

but even in science significance is a game

with statistical rules

and you can get significantly good at playing

and be significantly someone

but, hell, you're just playing 

so my question poem here is saying

where's the daily significant difference

?

by which to sort out our daily truth

and feel like a significant someone, anonymously meaningful

the sea just exists

no significance testing needed

though it might be that it exists just from the sake of our eyes

and ears

and skin

and nose

and the highly improbable soul

but by all means and human standards, it exists

so what of that?!

some things don't need to be significant?