Creators

The Param Atma manifests In beings, As creators in the lords footsteps. He, Expounding The shackles of the soul, For those undefined Unconqured paths in nature; Recreates new horizons Undoing many more in the process, And the line recedes each day, Towards the unspecified, unknown. Unfolding tracks, defining systems To varying memory banks; Somewhere, He moves cracking natures codes, Ciphering logics in the mayhem. Bit by bit Like The Midas touch; He changes Pastures green to gold. Tracking his building blocks, Assigns relations within elements. Byte by byte, data by data Growing, Discovering Boolans ‘I’s and ‘O’s, Regenerating the roots, modules And the entire Configuration tree; He eats Into the apple from Eden, With loads and loads of functions. Till He hears I am God; And he creates the Creator.