Of Fact and Matter

This, the ephemeral stuff of change
amid dancing waves of particulate light,
miniature galaxies holding their charges
suspended in mystic invisible flight.

Profound with the force of a lover's embrace
forever uncaught by the scientist's chase
for if we hold firm that they state the true case
the seen is, and must remain, unseen at core:
we know but a little, but little is more
than we can, because light
(whatever it one day turns out to have been)
changes all.