A photon’s long journey from the sun is equal parts effort and grace, which is not that hard to imagine, for a creature that is both here and not here, particle and wave.
I imagine the meeting of these qualities looks like the scalloped turns of pure reflection in this photo, and sounds like the curve of meaning as these words form in your mind.
I imagine the bond of effort and grace, being-ness and non-being-ness looks and sounds like this holy moment, creeping up the back of your spine, unrolling before your vision, inhabiting the intersection of turn and turn.
When we cross paths like this, on our long journey from the Sun, there’s no more imagining.