The creator is busy in its creations,
It has no time to watch the chaos,
Or, maybe, it is chaos building it!
Inner chaos summates the outer ones equating galvanized effects!
Boom- the universe is created,
It is created from the very particles it splashed,
Fragments of self lost and revived in the turmoil,
Eloped from the divinity to create and to be created!
The small small universe is revolving around the greater ones yet not finding the end,
Circling around the orbit but never reaching the center- it has unique distaste!
For if it could converge- there would be no unions, no creations and simulations,
For if it could be lonely for a while- it could give birth to another cosmos -an oasis in the foreign land,
But, if it remains standstill, completed and wholesome without any fragmenting selves-
Lonely forever and detached-
It would become an ‘Ouroborus’ and engulf itself!
©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy
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