INTRIGUING BEAUTY OF SOUND AND LIGHT!

My son engulfed me with horror

When I was just relaxing on my balcony floor

Enjoying the soothing stormy blow after entire scorch sultry noon

Enjoying truly nature’s amazing bounty to hover on me

Nature’s intriguing fashion I am observing delightfully

It alone can act as a tormentor as well as a balm to our injured souls gleefully!

 

Abruptly I noticed there is a lightening and huge sound

As if the sky is breaking down on me in loud

Hearing such a petrified sound my son hugged me with sheer fear

He cannot translate the horror he experienced by nature’s shrill uproar

The poor little child just trembling with a frightening memory

He considers his father is the almighty to save him from all catastrophe

I helplessly trying to pursue my son and not be afraid of nature’s fury

I told him, 'please have faith in nature, my dear'

We are striving and fighting with our inherent quality to combat nature

We alone making nature amenable to us with huge clamor

We produce mellifluous tunes only to pay tribute to our mother nature!

 

After little hiatus, I infused my son with full of energy and vigor

What he observed in his spectrum on nature’s floor

It is light that has marooned his vision and hypnotized him

Though sound has taken out his nerve in an instantaneous rhythm

He emphatically expressed that it is light with huge tremor

Has first observed to blur his vision with a huge clamor

Sound later impacted him to make him numb and diffuse his vibes

He could not able to fathom that it is vibration and sound which actually produce huge hype

Later came the heat, light, and followed by electricity

Lightening thus even kill plants and human too with its intriguing display of melancholy

We still tend to subscribe to the view that what we see is only a matter to believe

Vibration and sound though occur first but take a backseat to our perception and thinking

Light appears first in our spectrum

We equate it to the first action to electrify us at random

The majority of us tend to believe light first occurs in the case of lightning

The sound we later thought petrified; still, we offer it a backseat

Even when our dead bodies are set in the funeral pyre

Our mournful cry makes us dumb, none we find in and around us to admire

Not allowing the impact of light as supreme which charred us quickly by its ire

Our souls' mourn will sustain for long

But our physical entity just obliterated a long time back, moment light just in due time douse

The enigma of light and sound always appears intriguing to us

Seeing is believing is simply needed to be discarded which is the mere subject of sheer bogus!