Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Saturday, July 8, 2023

Blueprint

Huge empyrean blueprint, cosmic design,
smallest of atom, every gluon and quark, 
abiding orders, roles, nature did assign.
Not coincidence, never impromptu, hark!

Neither spontaneous , nor unplanned, offhand,
leaves that tremble, every single grain of sand. 
Sans reason, no leaf falleth, no granules move,
yet, sitting in frigid cabins, strive to prove.






Welfare unto all 
Rab rakha 

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