The Soliton of Love

"The long wave that moves through any medium unchanging. First named by a Scot and known also as the 'wave of translation.' He noticed it in a canal when the barge stopped the wave left the prow and continued on at its height, shape and speed far down the canal; he rode a horse after it, a couple of miles, where it disappeared in the windings of the canal. [John Scott Russel 19th C, engineer]

It is also a phenomenon in optics. A wave of light shaped by phase can travel through the transperancies, without losing its form or properties. The flash of Love traveling through a sea of glass. How do the two pulses find each other and interact, they must at least change their direction to travel together. Since love is a soliton it is not surprising that so few travel together well.

Or is it our spirit that is a soliton? And all paths are shaped by gravity and governed by Time. This would explain the curving together of so many lives. The desperate generation twisitning out of sight. Attending the 'House between the Worlds'." The Cosmole sipped his tea.

"He is just a faded romantic, a blunted poet, the sand left behind by the Wind. A desiccate, all the promise of the Horizon's water, the split water of the desert, boiling away at your approach... Who's the faded poet?" , thoughts alone.