WORD IS THE WORLD.

P O E T R Y

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There Is The Void,

The Great Endless and,

The Beginningless Vast,

Where There Is, 

Neither The World,

Nor The Word,

And The Attention Only, 

Reins Supreme.

Neither Lonely, Nor Alone,

For It Knows Nothing, 

Apart From Itself.

But Then In An awkward Moment,

Appears The Twin, 

The Word And The World,

Entwined Together, 

So Close, So Distant, 

From One-Another,

Like A Twin-star In The Dark Sky. 

And One Tends To Believe, 

The Two Are But One And The Same.

As The One Appears, 

The Another is List Of Sight, 

And One Just Forgets, 

The Two Are But One! 

Just Like You,

I Too Have Heard,

In The Beginning,

There Was But God (Alone?),

I Just Wander,

If God (Alone?) Was There,

Wasn't There The Other, 

The So-called Past!,

Beside The God? 

So I Think,

There Is Nver, 

Either A Past, 

Or A Future,

That Was Or Will Be Ever! 

And The God Utters A Word, 

In His Extreme Utter Solitude, 

And The Word Appears,

And At Once Becomes The World. 

And Though,

The Word Replicates Itself, 

In Infinitely, A Myriad Forms,

It's None Other Indeed, 

The God (Alone?).

Replicating Himself

Time And Again, 

Moment To Moment. 

The Moment, The Word, 

And The World Too, 

Appear And Disappear,

And The God Too Apoears

And Disappears With Them!

It's The One-Man Show, 

That Appears To Go on, 

Endless And Beginningless.

नासतो विद्यते भावो नाभावो विद्यते सतः। 

उभयोरपि दृष्टोऽन्तस्तत्वदर्शिभिः।।१६।।

(गीता अध्याय २)

सर्वमिदं अतो हि वासुदेव यत्किञ्च जगत्यां जगत्।। 

(UN-EDITED)

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