Wednesday, November 25, 2009

To everyone their own.

Infinitely kind. All-knowing. All-loving. Distant as the furthest mote of dust in space, yet as near as the beating of your heart. Here and there, before and after, always and forever.

And whensoever you should call unto it, it answers you by name. 

Love, you couldn't be more important.

I mean it,
    The Universe

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