Universe Is Great

Just because I wear black glasses Does it mean the universe is black? Just because I find thorns and bushes Does it mean all face the same too? Just because I see one side of the globe Does it mean there’s no other side at all? When Red signals stop my movements Don’t green signals allow others to move? The universe is not a little textile piece To measure, slice, sew and showcase. It has gold, yet, it’s not gold; It has diamonds, yet, it’s no diamond. It’s a mixture; an amalgamation – Of colors, forms, shapes, flavors, Rhymes, rhythms, humans, beasts… It’s a treasure of philosophies, theologies, Truths, myths, anecdotes, fables, epics… Only having removed our color-glasses of Likes and dislikes; and made our minds Clear, clean, white papers unsoiled And perceive through the light of faith Can we fully know its sacred secrets! Isn’t true discernment of deserts and Deserted paths the magic of wisdom…! Yet, no tree can be fully fruitful In the ever wide wild orchid of wisdom; No seeker gains absolute enlightenment In the endless school of experience The universe, so far, has never opened Its doors of secrets entirely to anyone… 02 June 2021