Wonders …

Wonders ... long poem

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I cheer up when I see thy nature…
Thy nature in depth of creativity…
I wonder how thou created wings…
Wings of those unbalanced creatures…
Those angels and demons…
Silencing parity of loquacious radars…
Those unsung musical rhythms…
Rhythms that go silent inside universe…
Those galaxies that thou created…
Has got that immense power…
Power to move on…
Otherwise gravity too exists there…
Thy power of balancing weird thoughts…
Thoughts of all your existence…
I wonder how thou created me…
Created me out of soil, water and air…
And then put that soul…
Soul that is wondering inside me…
Dancing while it hears music…
Music of thy creation…
And still that routine got created…
Created inside imaginations…
That are wrapped in existence…
And I do wonder to see thy mercy…
That flows like beads…
That enchant through souls…
Through all your creations…
And thy mercy is abundant…
Abundant to hold me…
I can smell it like I do smell morning glory…
I can smell your power…
Power that can hold me…
So I am ready to fall…
Closing my eyes…
I know thou will hold me back…
Like thou has held whole universe…
I cheer up when I see thy nature…
Thy nature in depth of creativity…

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