The MOT

In a chamber of whispers, cold and deep, Where light and atoms in union sweep. A dance of forces, a scientific map, Behold the beauty of a Magneto-Optical Trap.

Laser beams weave a lattice embrace, Capturing atoms, a delicate chase. Magnetic fields, a cosmic hug, A trap of wonder, a scientific rug.

Temperature drops, a quantum freeze, Atoms suspended with such ease. In the stillness of this optical art, A Magneto-Optical Trap, a work of heart.

Particles dance in a magnetic ballet, Frozen in space, they gently sway. A trap of marvels, a scientific art, In the cool embrace of a quantum heart.

Submitted by Bhavs and Mariam