The stars

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The stars

In a garden of lush green under a deep blue sky,
I lie there looking at the clouds in wonder and
awe. Who created this universe and why are we
here? My head hurt trying to figure this out.
What is our purpose? The galaxies and the stars
in the heavens made me stretch out my arms
wanting to touch what I could not reach. It boggles
the mind and overwhelms. We aren't supposed
to know but we can wonder...

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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