Angles

Sharp angles discern the way

To a meaning that defines the day

Subtle shapes delight the eye

Concealing the reason to die

Causing you to ask why

The universe is so high

The unequivocal answer is encased in time

Because the math is hidden in a prime

That befalls a creature of the night

He propels us to a frightening height

We search for a solution in truth

That's only found in the reality of youth

My symbolic drawing for this!