My Name Is Photon

A glowing presence appeared before me. Was I asleep or was I awake? I thought her first a stranger; she wasn't a stranger at all. “What is your name?” I asked. She said her name is: “Photon!” I thought: How weird a name to be called. “Who are you and where are you from?” ...thinking how mysterious she was. “I was discovered over a million years ago, and abide by whomever gives me cause!” “You've known me all your life.” She exclaimed. “I am powerful, mighty, and transcendent. If not tamed, I deliver widespread loss & destruction.” “Only God is omnipotent and omnipresent!” I clamored! "That is true; but I was created that way for a reason. Mistreating me results in death; respect me, and you will rejoice. I can be a friend or foe...a good servant or a cruel master. It is you who must make the choice.” "Are you some kind of a god!" Seemingly irritated she replied: “I am not! The power is in your hands, not mine! You decide to use me for good or for bad. I must respond to both. I can be a friend or foe...bring darkness or cause a light to shine.” As her brilliance began to dissipate, I asked another question: “Where do you go from here?” “All over! My work will never end. My task is be a companion forever, who have chosen not believe... but the true, obedient, and faithful, shall never see me again. “Just one more question,” I pleaded, 'before you go away, tell me: who are you really, and when will you transpire again?' I travel the world over, and manifest whenever called. My name is Photon; but to most, I'm known as: FIRE! So long my friend!”