The Universe is love in miniature

for a friend

The scent of old tea

And blossoming flowers

In the warm summer rain

Give me solace;

 

This cup of liquid gold

 

is the river... and the ocean;

the horizon of Angelic powers

The beauty and the disdain

The shiver of fear; the sliver of hope.

 

That I crave.

 

The cup is cool in the wind

of imaginary lands;

Burning with stars

that color it with flavor;

 

the first sunsetof a whole world

Is burning in my teacup

 

And there the Universe

Is love in miniature

Author's Note

This is something for a friend; who will always be in my heart
his philosophy did not manage to make the world a better place as he dreamed,
but at least it did not make it any worse
And among philosophers that is a great and rare accomplishment