The Photon - An Ode to Light

“In any field, find the strangest thing
and then explore it.” - Archibald Wheeler

The Photon
An Ode To Light

by denny and John Wheeler

The Photon is a bit of light.
It gives us warmth and gives us sight;
Not always seen, yet ever there,
Yes, even on the darkest night.

It travels very, very fast.
The speed of light can’t be surpassed;
It has no mass to hold it back.
Before you know it, it’s gone past.

And passing through a cosmic lens,
Its dual nature's rather queer;
Its travels show the Universe
Somehow foresaw that we'd be here.(*)

But, oh! So lovely to behold
In all its colors, bright and bold!
It paints the rainbows 'cross the sky;
In all their glory they unfold.

It makes the trees their vibrant Green;
And all of Autumn’s colors seen
From Red to Violet, makes them all,
And every color in between.

So here we are, at journey's end,
Deciding just what path to take
The lowly Photon has to choose
In order for our hearts to wake.


(*) A famous insight by astrophysicist John Archibald Wheeler