The night sky Overwhelms me at times. Millions of stars Reminding me of my insignificance. Inspiring not just wonder but a degree of existential fear, Of what could possibly exist in the galaxies Beyond my human comprehension. But then I remember all of the mysteries of this universe Are not mine to understand. Karri Temple

Does wisdom come with age, Like wool gathered through the years? Does wisdom come with heartache, Grown in the heart’s soil and watered with tears? Does wisdom come from God, Given only to those who pray? Or does wisdom come to anyone, Who can listen, and learn, and then give it away? Karri Temple BrackettMay