“The stars gaze downward upon my soul, and I upon theirs.

My mind, a microcosm of an infinitesimally vast universe,
who gives and takes, but only in time.

In time: a cyclical process of death and creation,

In time: my soul, whose upward gaze is unceasing, lives on. 

and in time: I find myself in the world, and the world in myself.

To ponder this outwardly is to ponder this inwardly,

to gaze upon the stars, is to know the universe as a microcosm of the mind.”

-myself