in seeds in womb,

in dance of galaxies,

in darkness of black holes..

in twined DNA of life,

in a soul far from cry,

life is happening in each moment,

reverberating in winds,

flying in clouds,

tiny specks in cosmos,

of human existence..

of life in ghettos,

of soulful sun..

life in spring…

with leap of faith..

of determinism and free will,

in tune with miracles and divine interference

of journey we beckon,

of wisdom we garner,

stepping on failures

and rising past them

accepting the unified

and cosmic presence

of stars that shine,

and moon that glints..

of eclipses which overshadow

our dreams in transit

yet the dew shines on petals,

and child smiles anyway,

flowers blossom

and winters turn to may.

good shall come

or may not

but keep singing the eternal song

in wilderness of existence

hold your self..and kiss

you exist,

is a miracle..

of countless chaos bundled in order

for you to witness

the joy,

turn away not..

trust me..

PS : it is quite chaotic and incoherent but that is the state i am in while writing it and a surge of release for me…