Cosmos

“Have you seen the Cosmos?”

“I’ve seen pictures on TV and online. Why?”

“What if I tell you it’s as close to you as your own heartbeat?”

“What? How can that be?”

“It is.”

“How can something so vast be so close to me? I have to carry it inside me, if that is true.”

“You are carrying it inside you.”

“Just because I am a goddess to you does not mean I can carry something like that inside me.”

“It’s not about that. We are all carrying the Cosmos inside us.”

“How so?”

“Close your eyes.”

“Okay, did.”

“What do you see?”

“Darkness? Nothing?”

“Try to concentrate a bit.”

“Concentrate on what?”

“The darkness behind your eyelids.”

“Okay…what am I supposed to see?”

“Do you see something sparkling? Minute, but sparkling?”

“I don’t know…”

“Focus.”

“It seems like there are so many shiny dots.”

“Tell me more about them.”

“The darkness seems endless and the dots are floating in it.”

“And?”

“They are so many, countless dots. Some even seem to cluster.”

“Can you see if the dots have any color or not?”

“I don’t know. It’s like stars. From far away they all seem white, though they are all not white.”

“So, what if the dots are really stars?”

“You can’t be serious!”

“Yes, I can’t be. But what if?”

“How…”

“I think the Cosmos is generous. It flows through all of us. If Cosmos was a person, and could close his/her eyes, wouldn’t he/she be seeing the same thing as you are?”

“But we can already see the stars at night…”

“What if we don’t need night to look at the stars? What if we could be the Cosmos who created us?”

“You sound crazy, but…”

“But?”

“I think it’s really wonderful. Behind my eyelids, I feel like I am somewhere deep into the space. It does not feel dark anymore.”

“How does it feel, then?”

“I feel like being a part of it, a part of the darkness. I feel like I am endless, I feel like I am the stars and the stars are me. It’s as if…”

“As if…?”

“As if…”

“Hmn?”

“I feel like Cosmos.”

“I know.”