I ripple soft across the sea Boundless, flowing, wild, and free. A wave that bends, expands, fades — A form unseen in shifting shades. I am the particle sharp and clear, A single point that draws you near. My motion cuts a fleeting line, A path through space, a mark in time. Yet these are names we cast to hold, Old frames for truths too vast to mold. A realm too strange for thought to bind, Where light escapes and meaning unwinds. Wave or particle, both and none, A cosmic dance, a paradox spun. In quantum depths, the riddle glows, Where wonder lingers and nature knows.