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.

Linking with Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

The voice within

There are chambers in our hearts,

cavities,

where our thoughts dwell. 

And while some of these pockets 

are filled with light,

airy, ventilated and vibrant;

some are dark, dank pits,

abysmal and abominable.

Both exhort. 

Both persuade. . 

Both have a voice. 

An orotund voice,

loud and clear.

Alchemizing us. 

Rama and Ravana 

dwell within us, 

in these niches.

Welfare unto all

Rab rakha