The seed

When a big banyan tree,

Lies in the womb of a small seed,

When the Universe dissolves,

But the seed of consciousness is preserved.

When a gamut of possibilities ,

Lies in the womb of a small seed,

When it falls in mud,

But becomes what it actually deserved.

When a big idea,

Lies in the womb of a small seed,

When the creativity explodes,

In the music of a singer,

And the painting of an artist,

The creativity flows.

When a human life,

Lies in the womb of a small seed,

When two lovers unite,

When a new life so intricate gets its shape,

With a bit of darkness and light.