Photon
A photon that's observed,
Will most always seem to split,
Or bend around a curve,
When directed through a slit...
But when its out of view,
It's seemingly one place,
Either coming right at you,
On its way to other space...
But if it could slow down,
Then we would see the edge,
Where the universe has found,
It's horizon on the ledge...
In a vacuum that's contained,
And sustained by such a force,
That the life that it retains,
Still remain to be the source...
Once the fabric's interweaved,
And perceived to split the tare,
You then only need believe,
That it's existing everywhere...
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