The Universe
You continue following the stream until nighttime falls. Travelling on in the darkness trying to
find a place to sleep, you notice the path begins to widen and see a beautiful lake, the surface, polished obsidian and the stars, diamonds scattered
across its surface. Thinking this is the perfect place to stop, you sit under a tree and take in
this wondrous sight. With the same gentleness as the breeze blowing through the leaves
above your head, these thoughts drift through your mind.
Her tresses are filled with twinkling stars.
Her negligee is the silky midnight sky.
Her eyes are two blue stars. She is amazingly beautiful in her celestial adornments as she
beckons to us like a flirtatious lover whispering, “Come here. Come discover the
wonders of me.” Her whispers occupy our thoughts all through the day and in the
evening become an insistant calling. Our love for her is shown in our history and our
work. She rewards us for this affection by revealing herself to us a little at a time. If we
neglect her, she does not scorn us but gets our attention by sending a shooting star as
if she is saying, “Look at the beauty that is me! Don’t forget me, my love.” For she is not a
vane lover but she is not one to be ignored either. So we go to her night after night
trying to unveil the remaining mysteries. If we discover all her wonders will we not love
her anymore? Will we reject her for a new mysterious lover?
In the midst of all this musing, you have fallen asleep. Do you wish to awaken or would you rather continue dreaming?
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