From twisted flesh and sinew
You dared to dream
To think, to see, to do
And in that doing felt
The Universe create anew
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But doing dares beyond
To tell the species how
Uniquely made it is
Not for that which follows life
But simply what is now:
That mind could put an end to strife
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And all, you said, of peace
Came down, at last, to this:
That talking raised us up
That talking kept us sane
That talking keeps the open door
And throws away the blame.
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In memory of Professor Stephen Hawking
1942-2018
©The Silent Eye.
Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
Thank you.
You’re very welcome.
Thank you, Sue x
Beautiful and very touching. x
Thank you, Lizzy x
An all too human man with the brain of a planet finally set free to traverse the universe….
Lovely! Thank you, Willow.
A sad day 💜
Nice write! Well said!
Thank you!