Dot

All I know 
is that there’s 
a dot not 
of which everything 
points but to
which everything goes 
to get there 
one must align 
front to back 
like playing cards
thoroughly shuffled and 
no one thing 
is better than 
the other but 
same bad good
ugly pretty love 
and yes hate 
only humans judge 
what the Universe 
considers as good 
for all things 
are just that 
and the dot
knows no difference