This Universe

I want to describe this universe. I want to say that I found it useless, More useless than the hidden green In the fecundity Of those flowers without petals, More frightening Than a snake Uselessly writhing Near the petrified image Of the Medusa, And more painful Than any frightening funeral kiss, But much higher Than my thirst for knowledge, And much deeper than The whole ignorance, And much more profound than The whole existence, And much more real than All the truths I know, But never much brighter than The Divine Knowledge, And never missing Much more happiness than This sadness misses. And never much more fundamental Than love. Poem by Marieta Maglas