I fell in love with the universe
Fascination followed, so I started to draw her
Soon enough I got obsessed with the drawing
She was so beautiful
I couldn’t let myself draw a single misplaced line
Not only was she perfect
She was also ever-changing
So I started to learn her habits
If I were to truly capture her
I drew multiple arms
To do the work for me
Each specialized in a narrow pattern
After a while I was drawing arms that were drawing arms
That were drawing arms
And so on
I was drawing eyes to watch Her
I drew brilliant minds
That invented ways of instant drawing
Placing the canvas right on top of her
It became effortless for me
Just watching
It was great
But after a while
All these drawing hands, eyes and minds
Started to make assumptions
As they could not see her directly
Through the canvas anymore
Now, I find myself lost
In the trickery of these assumptions
In a fascinating false world
Trying to make my way back home
To her.
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