Light Poem by Fauxcroft Wade

Light

Light is strange and wonderful thing

Not just for the brightness it brings

It travels at a constant speed

And can be two things

Which seems hard to believe.

It can be particles it can be waves

Depending on whether observed in some way

It seems to have the ability to think at some stage.

But the other wonder that captivates me

Is the hope, the love, the faith that it brings

And maybe that is why people believe

That light is a source of pure divinity.