Much Faster

a hungry calf laps up the milk
that Hera spilled across the dark
as centaurs frolic with their ilk
Orion following his mark

our minds will play connect the dots
to cover distances so vast
that light is bound to change its spots
and when it does arrive at last

its source may not be lit at all
a glowing ember into ash
or by its starry protocol
exploded, burned up in a flash

when searching for a way to beat
the limits posed by dark and light
get on your porch and take a seat
and look up at the sky at night