Two dogs, one large as Jupiter,
the other small as Mercury,
dance gravitationally round
a star we call the Now.
As solar winds whip past their fur,
they gambol through the galaxy,
glee plain as tongues and tail-wags, sound
of woofs, and breaths of wow.
Immersed within the quantum whir,
they move with such agility,
they make a light beam look earthbound,
and teach with every bow
how, lost in a ray of timeless play,
to romp and revel in today.