Dimensions

In diversities do we find varieties Proving the infinity of The Creator. For us these are but differences To raise the sword to kill and claim. Unwise not to know truth of our lives Every crooked line is straight in parts. As clock marks every tick in time Every atom has moved as per a law But our minds ignorant to fathom But adamant on our derived faith. We live in utter bias and are blind. while we have the winter wind summer is forgotten in the mind and again when the summer comes we say the worst summer in years and yet again those winter days summer is forgotten by the mass. We live on by this pattern that suits Deducing wishes from our dreams But wishes do fail at times and fall By our own unconvinced will to gain. In this lone journey of imperfection- towards the perfection we dream we have the Nirvana of Buddha we placed the creation in Brahma we found the oneness in Allah The fulfillment of love in Jesus. one truth in so many ways to suit yet we kill to hoist our own flags Ignorant their colour is the same The colour of the life giving blood The colour of love, uniting us all.