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Cosmic Metonym
Let those talk of beginnings Take their cosmic pilgrimage To the birth place of stars In vain to find their origin And know the purpose of their life Webbed in darkness alone My flight will end where I love For in the analogy of dimensions My universe is only a womb And my curiosity Like a child tiptoeing to reach A shelf beyond its height Like an oar breaking surf Over and over again To find the itching spot While the vessel moves With every stroke My love comes to me The only paradise I have known But I cannot go back all the way Though my posterity through that gate Will come without memory Using my tale of existence I want to swim again up to the tree Clustered like bunching grapes She has seven million of them in the beginning, you know Then only two million survive to birth By puberty she has a potential far less And less time even For thirty thousand children in the earth So I rejoice not for my children, but for me That was a tough lottery that wrought my existence And made me believe There is no such thing as chance From rib alone Women like a billion stars shine around me The mystery of what my heart beats for My cosmic longing is my love
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