Notice the screen in the depth of field if zoomed from a little further distance from the screen... this is a metaphor for how we might think of light and grids on the microworld obscuring or making visible that beyond the vagueness of dark.
The sea horses weep,
the sea oats keep,
sway to the winds of the dunes...
The Christ child still slept,
the seagulls kept step,
Praying to suns and to moons...
I am what I am, sea creature blind,
I weep tears that no one can find,
My tear after tears in sorrows and fears,
Are lost to the sea the moment they're free....