Echoes of Quantum Entanglement

In this Reality
it was a foggy day,
     with misty droplets
     shimmering...     
luminous in the morning air.

My beagle pondered
entanglement theory
     as we listened,
     enchanted,
to the infinite 
names of Truth
     sighing through the pines.

Other Realities pulsed,
     just      
                    beyond      
                                        sight:
an ambulance screams 
     across a cove so tranquil
that the sole loon is embarrassed
     by his laugh.

...and a small blue-green bubble
floated,
invisible,
through a cosmos too vast
to be called 
          god.