Finding the Higgs

The boson of mass is
Everywhere and has no place.
It kindles the best and worst of times, and spaces.
Offers congealment, contraction, to the mind
And drags weary souls through muddy time.

Finding an enemy in normal places
Is sufficiently hard;
Following into the far caverns where the bosons tunnel
Is far worse.
Thus, when the Devil walks into your yard
You will not recognize his book and verse.
Use the azaleas as a shield, or know something smart.
But his mass will carry the field,
and draw down the brightest heart.