The ghost of the medium

Listen to the light!
It speaks with chiseled breath
Peeling the wisdom from the shell of every photon

Rushing by windows shopping for feline license
Hooks on a maze drift claims for the endless life
Portmanteaux unlocked the insocience
in Schrodinger’s particle investigations

The difference between life and non-existence
indecision haunts the holy
At the alter, the candles won’t light, the air is dense and brooding
cavileer drunk horsemen over the horizon

You speak in the answers to riddles
Always too literal.