The Universe


Once we see that life is a classroom and every day is filled with lessons, maybe we’ll learn less of suffering than joy. — Patrick The Poet



It was not a sheer moment of crisis
But only an instance of kindred death.
When he spoke the unbridled truth to her
That culled her heart and spirit of hope and breath.

“Oh, for your disdain of love and friendship,
And for your contempt of truth and beauty,
And humility and eclectic thought,
I deny you access to wisdom and me!

May you find intellectual beauty
In the next life…wherever it may be.
And may The Universe gaze down on you
Not with censure, but with sorrow and pity.”


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