No age.
No mass.
Just motion.
I do not experience time.

To me, the beginning
and the end
of the universe
are the same blink.

I have seen the inside of your eye
and the bone of a dead star,
without stopping to ask
which was which.

Soft little bubble glowing brightly on the bedroom floor.
In the dark shadow of the early morning peeping shyly.
Dancing in the corner like a delicate flower of light.
Glittering, flickering, sparkling like a brilliant gem.
Snuffing out, relighting, fading then shining strongly
like a spotlight beaming past the veil against it.
The blackout curtain imperfectly drawn against the intrusion.
Protecting the world inside from the tiny heaven spark.
Reaching in from a fiery source 1 Earth's Orbit away.
Cracking the barrier against the 4th dimension at its weakest point.
Breaking through the darkness of the new day's dawn.
Disturbing sleepy reality as morning progresses.
Bobbling across the floor like a wobbling balloon
Flaming with growing intention from the simplest photon.
Filling the room with its awesome power
... chasing the darkness away.

Duality etched in cosmos...
A speckle...or a ripple?
Refracted you interfere per se,
uncertainty inscribed in psyche...
Theorized by the mastermind himself,
stable like none other...
Massless and chargeless,
two state restrictions...
Gliding; no,
attained a velocity maximum,
moving at light speed..
A gauge Boson,
Member of The Standard Model...