A little poem, Proof of wearing a Tin Foil Hat....really...Does NO Harm !!!!
Ode to the Photon Road
From deep in my soul for reasons unclear...
The passion for photons indeed does sear...
Sending a signal out into the ether, " I am here "...
A Beam of LIGHT, A thin finger from God flows skyward at nite...
It races forward, streaming at the Speed of Light...
Straight and true, It bends not at any height...
Sometimes I wonder, where do the tumbling photons trend...
Do any escape our solar plane, as they onward ascend ?...
Or do they collide with the dust of space, in a premature end ?...
This need to give flight, to Quanta of Light...
Will resonate with a select few, perhaps not the mainstream delight....
But then I say, to the World at large....JUST......." Go Fly a Kite "...
And in final review, Coherent or Incoherent wave-particles do fly ...
Lockstep or random, It does not matter to my loving eye...
We revel in our passion, by and by...
CDBEAM