I put the teacup down, <br />looked up from my book; <br /> <br />and whatever calls the eye <br />then called to me: <br /> <br />a cobalt blue glass jar <br />in front of a Chinese yellow vase <br /> <br />that seemed to hold between them <br />the secret of the universe.. <br /> <br />the mind whispered, that’s just not true.. <br />it couldn’t be that simple.. <br /> <br />I dared to look again: now <br />it did not matter whether it were <br />the secret of the universe or not… for <br /> <br />it was enough. It is enough. <br /> <br />and there, perhaps, <br />and that, perhaps...<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-secret-of-the-universe-2/
