Shine

Light moves, incessantly Incessantly still, upon observation Upon observation, the observer is drawn lightly upon the background Who is the observer, or the observed Its path is straight and narrow, but fills all Dark space it does not penetrate, would not exist without it Dark space it does not penetrate, will someday see its shafted faces, peering, through The cracks of time Pure potential Lacking will, it achieves all Achieving all, it needs no will Man, the slow light With a quick heartbeat When light and man Meet It is the contrast of ourselves Shines