Precious Moments
That inexplicable moment, when like a weak seedling
Or like a bundle of miracles with flesh, blood, and vein
Or like a newly hatched birdling with no sign of a wing.
Wasn't I, just as a beast foetus, feeling any pain?
Life in me, like a sunray, lit by the divine spirit
Amidst storms of trials, troubles, and tribulations, flickered
There was ever, between conscience and consciousness, a split.
Within physique and psyche, millions of puzzles triggered.
Philosophies and theologies grew into queries.
Didn't I, together with corals, collect wisdom too?
Existence, with questions and answers, formed newer theories.
Didn't, within tentativeness of times, gain truth's view?
Each journey that halted told me that there's one that's haltless.
Could I absolutely assure, that mine has been faultless?
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