Photons

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Throw off the light, photons fill the room still :
Absorption, emission, at infrared .
Light leaks out, no space is isolated ;
Photons spill out above absolute nil
From things, any time, with random vectors .

Outside the span of Big–Bang creation :
Electromagnetic radiation
Of radio red past purple vespers .
A quantum wave massless in twisted fields
Trips lightly without medium aether,
The fastest speed for any observer,
A constant through the expanding ciel .

Yet thousands of years can mark the pitch
Of a photon from the sun’s fiery under,
A bagatelle stumble walk through bumpers .
The split-second flash from flicking a switch
Belies the snail–paced slog through immense time ;
From darkness, ancient stars were set ablaze .
The eye catches light from the edge of space
Thus, history is writ upon the nightsky .

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