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INTO DARKNESS AND LIGHT

“There are some hundred billion galaxies, each with, on the average, a hundred billion stars.”
― Carl Sagan

Written on 20 May 2011.

Space and its vastness have always fascinated me. There is light but as you go deep there is darkness, yet there is light. How can one measure, despite the measure in thousands of light years? It actually seems irrelevant. The smallest in the sky are usually the biggest. Why then size matters? We only can compare what we see and beyond lies the truth – or again darkness. The far ends of known stars and suns are thousands of light years apart. But how can boundaries be defined in nothingness? There are no corners; there are no squares or circles. There are no means to draw parallels expect what lies within hangings, being flung into each other and then burst and disintegrate. I saw Cosmos many years ago, I now read Cosmos Cosmos by Carl Sagan and once again write how I feel again.

“Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were, but without it, we go nowhere.”
― Carl Sagan

IN A MILIEU by Moody

MILIEU

In a milieu of noughts perched on a leap of loan

Buried under a seizure of murmuring tenure

Bicker domains caught in a vale of counterfeits

Stuck in savvy alleys of a stale Park

Lost by a tongue and a tumultuous past

Smothered in the rectitude of pitch silence

Gauged in wastes of paper and monetary matters

All that echoes is not silence brother!

Many have suffered in devoured vows till the 12th of time

Many have hatred with voluminous enmity in them

There are lighter heights on the verge of space…

There are steeper paths in depths of affection…

There are frontiers beyond the latitude of knowledge…

There is more friction in the weights and molecules of a fractured soul…

A moment that torments itself and those we seek in the underworlds?

Fights with your insights and kindle the flame of fortitude with your prodigious perceptions

Levi ate and lure in lucid leaves of autumn to an Island off course

We are far apart in our hearts like a broken glass

It cuts deep but shines wide like diam

It keeps us alive to settle the agony of our sentiments

Give thy soul purpose and search in this xenophobic circus

We are Amirs and Karim euer Ancestors

Sense! So subtle when twined with intellect in a sentence

Imagination! A gem and jewel of such magic clots of fascinations

Resonate your flute of reason with fractions and fruits of Words

Words! Are they not a fireball of fury and fortune?

Is it not joyful oh that juvenile Gibran?

Just few lines of faith with Will

Just few dots of demise in shades of Pink

Euer – Deutsch word means ‘your’

Note: Amir was name of his great great great grandfather

And Karim was grandfather