The Universe offers a ceaseless enigma,
Of stars being born out of the dust,
The azure sky light up in a panorama,
As celestial mysteries dance in a fest!
The morning dew freshly fallen on the grass,
Tickles the feet below,
I wonder while plucking flowers for my vase,
Were the tears of the Weeping Willow?
Enamored by the mystery of the rainbow,
A child picks a brush to paint the sky…
Wanting to brighten the prismatic hues mellow,
He looks up to God and asks “May I?”
Mystery enshrouds every nook of Nature,
Striking a poet’s imagination, a scientist’s thought,
A uniqueness is granted to every single creature,