Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Quintessence












I hold a flower in my hand
And I gaze into its infinite depths;
All around me I hear whispers
Of nature and its mysteries.

Stories as old as eternity
Of how the soil beneath my feet,
Was once a towering mountain
Before its humble retreat.

I wonder at the royal rays of the Sun-
Sheets of the purest Gold;
Sea waves that gently rise and fall
All in perfect rhythm.

The dew drops that never fail
To welcome me each dawn;
The curious rustling of the leaves
In the cool breeze of morn.

The roar of the thunder frightens me
I tremble, but for a while,
For hither comes the rainbow
To paint the Sapphire sky.

The drops of rain that fell from the Heavens
Join the seven seas,
Leaving behind a rich aroma
Wafting from the wet soil.

Evening time, time for rest,
The little birds return to their nests,
Colorful wings flap in synchrony
As they prepare themselves for the night.

And now a curtain of black satin
Sprawls across the canopy above,
Slowly, like precious diamonds
The stars peep out and shine.

The Moon – the Queen of the Dark
Casts her silver beams
That gracefully alight on the tree tops
Giving them a soft shimmer.

I stand still and marvel
At nature’s age old wisdom,
As she cleverly hides within her cloaks
All her deepest secrets.

Here I am, a harmony-
Between mind, body and soul,
An integral part of the Earth
But a speck in the all its vastness.

The Earth completes the Universe
In a strange limitless space,
Performing a celestial dance
Intricate, yet exquisite.

Each planet remembering its path
Rotating and revolving,
To the tune of a flawless melody
That no man can comprehend.

Who is the Great Conductor
Of this divine orchestra?
Who is the creator
And the law giver?

Quintessence- 
Some call it Science.
Others call it God.