# The Universe in One Verse

## A Single Line, Endless Echoes

In the hush of winter evenings, as 2025 draws toward its close, I find myself turning to the word "verse." Not just lines of poetry, but the root of "universe"—one turned phrase, one woven song. Imagine the whole cosmos as a single verse: stars as syllables, galaxies as stanzas, all rhyming in quiet rhythm. It's a simple idea, yet it shifts how we see our days. What if every moment is part of this vast poem, not random scribbles, but deliberate turns of the line?

## Finding Rhythm in the Everyday

Life feels chaotic sometimes—rushed schedules, flickering screens, endless to-dos. But pause, and patterns emerge. A child's laugh, steam rising from morning coffee, snow dusting the windowsill on this December 11th. These are the notes that compose our personal verse. No need for grand gestures; meaning hides in the ordinary, linking us to the larger song. Markdown, with its plain lines and honest structure, mirrors this: stripped bare, yet full of potential.

- Breath in, a pause.
- Step forward, a turn.
- Look up, the rhyme reveals itself.

## Turning Toward Wholeness

To live as if in one verse invites gentleness. We stop forcing the meter and listen instead— to others, to silence, to the pull of seasons. Conflicts soften when seen as off-beats needing harmony. Joys deepen, knowing they're threads in something eternal.

*In the end, we don't write the verse; we learn to sing along.*