Moving among us,
as real in their world
as we in ours,
are being composed entirely of ultraviolet light.
They whisper to one another,
with crisp articulation,
but on frequencies too high for the human ear,
ideas and observations which,
could we hear them,
would yet baffle our understanding; but which,
could we but grasp them,
might change our self-conception forever.
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