A street lamp..

Clear sunny day, winter morning, why are you still under that street lamp ?
" In preparation for the night, you see " said he.

I see, but why do you have that hammer ?
"To quash the bugs at night , they annoy me a lot"

But what do you do at night under that lamp ?
"Why , i read of course !"

What are you reading , if neither a book nor a paper do i surmise ?
"You are right my dear friend, sometimes i really do miss reading books and papers, but you know it not just those things that i read."

Please, don't let me interrupt you.
"I would not encourage me if i were you but if you really are interested i could show you.."

My good man, how can you show me what you see when i can not, i must remind you of my condition more often so that i am not made fun of.
"Come now, sit here with me. Read with me , one sense is enough to read. Its getting dark, it will start soon."

There is no light soon, people carry on with their lives unaware of the two people reading them. Unaware are the two people who read them that they are also in vain. The street lamp attracts both kind without any bias. Animals and insects alike crave this light.

Illumination is what they seek , both sides are equally adamant of the others futility. I refer of course to the side under the light and the one surrounding it.

I sense that there is someone watching us. Do you think so too ?
"None that i can see, but i am limited to the circle of light i could be wrong. "

I am sure of it ! He could be the one to set all this up. Amusing himself. How i'd love to be him.
"Then lets look for his company, maybe he can help me read better"

The two souls disembark for their journey, they are looking for me. Ironically i came out here looking for them in particular. One of them is a human other is not. It is remarkable how two different species can talk to each other.

I will let them look for me, and when they do find me, the truth shall be revealed.