Geometry of Creation
Geometry of Creation
And it fell like a drop out of nowhere,
And it left me high without a glimpse,
And it again started to grow so green and wild,
And then it started to grow so brown and dark.
It was God and me and nothing else,
It was Jack and Jill and no one else,
Out of nowhere we came by and,
Nowhere are we heading to,
And this is how it all began,
When we were young and child,
And when we were all shaped up.
Oh, lo lo, this is the way it was and we were,
All made out of a patch of nothingness,
For another patch of meaninglessness,
May it sound so logical,
May it call some rings to your ears,
Whatever may it hear, smell, or touch,
Here we are again and again as,
One generation passeth and,
The other generation cometh but,
The sun still riseth.
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