there is no big picture;
there's
no such thing
as later,
no such
thing as night.
It that sense,
each photon is pure
excitation;
as a matter of course,
it must exist
in a permanent
present, whatever
the cost.
There is no domain
where it ought
not to travel;
where it goes is
where it is, so
it cannot be lost.
In short, it composes
the world through
which it hurtles—
kind of like
this thought.
