— at times inside infinity a random photon
will veer into the arc of an orbit and graze
past open fields — returning by unpredictable
but reused paths to the same renewed terrain
it spent itself many a time upon — again at last
striking a river at the center of its radiance — and
on occasion — even the same identical wet molecule
— if only to divert the traces of its shine aslant
refracting through the facets of the river's current
reflecting — dangling on the scintillation alighting
this time for the first first time tangent to another
singularity — escaping now over a new perimeter
filling the core of dark — the same mote vanishing
again into the simultaneity of its own suffusion
