For Me Alone

Why is it yours to pray for me, precisely choose the course I set, to tune the scope that I might see your plan for me? My friend, I’ve yet to fathom your intolerance for those who sow and reap their fate without your forced benevolence, advice that won’t abide debate. The scriptures of the universe appear before our mortal eyes, we stretch our minds to read the verse, to comprehend, to realize, the words are etched on every stone for you, my friend-- for me alone. “I render infinite thanks to God for being so kind as to make me alone the first observer of marvels kept hidden in obscurity for all previous centuries.” ~Galileo Galilei