“I am ever confident
Of your stature, a dot mien
Of your status, menial and mean
A particle, a dismal miniature
You are down to earth a parasite
The most disobedient for God to
cite
You are oblivious of your origin
As a temporary guest in my inn
An egg to mock at its mother hen
A seed to question to a huge tree”
This all is the allegation of the
earth
For the response of its offspring:
“What an unpleasant surprise!
I am small but my story is not
My life is short but it means a
lot
I am mien but not mean and menial
For pride, you own a wide kingdom
You are soil that lacks in wisdom
I fly in the welkin; swim in the
ocean
Broadcast news and telecast views
I have wonders in my lands
I have splendors in my palms
I have powers in my hands
I have no desires for your alms
I am not high but kiss the stars
From my highest parlors
Of my magnificent mansion
All know it; I need not mention
I can rock you by my wiry atom
At will, from top to bottom”
4
Miracle in Oracle
18th
October, 2011
Nov-Dec, Muse India
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