Traveling Light
I am a photon
a tiny bundle of energy.
My brothers and I
oscillate in synchronized breath;
as a wave,
we hurtle
through black voids,
three hundred thousand kilometers
each second,
a dizzying ride.
Four years ago,
we were flung
from the fire of a star.
A long journey,
but not a lonely one,
for there are many of us.
We are nearing
a beautiful planet
where green continents swim
in blue oceans.
I hope we arrive
in deep darkness
when their star
is on the other side.
Perhaps one of their beings,
gazing at the sky,
receives us.
We will slow down
as we travel
through the gelatinous matter
of her eye
and die
on her retina.
I will no longer be,
but her miraculous brain
will decode our message:
there was a star.
Copyright © Agnes Krampe | Year Posted 2017
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