A singularity which we call universe,
Is rather a blend of things very diverse,
All components are mere observers,
Observers of this vast universe,
And as observers, we behold-
Behold the tales and fables foretold,
Behold the jubilant first flight of a sparrow,
Behold the ardent mourning of a widow,
Behold the wind eroding the desert,
Behold the migrated cranes revert,
Behold the pluviophile savour the petrichor,
Behold the struggles of an amateur,
Behold the clumsy child next door,
Behold the creations that artists adore,
Behold ourselves as we bloom and grow,
And so does time and steals the show,
For when the observer is gone,
The time alongside the universe, still goes on.
-S.T.
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