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 the rays of timeless play, to romp and revel in today.