The Impossible Blue Diode

 

The impossible blue diode
Did not leap from their hand
Into a noble gift for the electrical man

They knew it was there, somewhere
They followed the current of a many-bent wire
And asked the conductors all the right questions

First, they knew the color blue
The beam of Argon gas lasers
And stars hotter than white

Second, they knew the distance
An electron must leap to turn blue
And the strange metals that held them

And they knew there would never be white
Without something blue to mate the others
And then light the world in millions of new hues

They grew crystals like magic and alloyed
Rare metals, alchemy of a real mind
Ignoring impossibilities and things without blues

Such a simple thing, we all said
I could have done that
Had I known it was possible.

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