A Revision

Because of the puerile quality of my work, as you know I have been very reluctant to participate in any contests. However, Garrison Keillor has set up among his readers, a competition that I have decided to enter, not for any hope of winning, but to gain a few more readers of my own. I have thus tweaked yesterday's submission a bit. So here it is again. Go ahead, point your finger and have a good laugh at me. I deserve it. My Romance With A Quantum Particle First off, I see that though invisible, how infinitely precious that you are! Since you cannot be destroyed, my universe would lack completion if you were not a part of the colloidal whole. Indeed, by virtue of selection, you are priceless. There is no masquerading "you" who may present a valid claim to your existence. We may not entertain a challenge to your everlasting exclusivity. You bring me gifts: among them, admiration. Who else now centers every thought I have on anything I cannot see? Who else succeeds in mustering such power? A second gift defines a lack of self-inflationary skill, but most would have no will to see that as a negative, rather as pure modesty and striven-for by puffed-up souls like me. Third, whether energy or no, you are material--at its most basic to be sure, but surely as we understand, the tiniest ingredient on record, and a representative of all your brothers, yet unique in all the ages at this very moment, for an honor you alone deserve, yet granting me the privilege to so discern. Go, my little one. Particulate you are, but flawless in performance, for you stand as the foundation of reality, as quietly you navigate the void that all the rest of us will never even see or understand. ~