By Anubhuti Saha
There are voids all around,
whether be it inside an atom, amidst the ocean of neutrons, protons and electrons
Or be it a bunch of sparkling stars of a galaxy forming the constellations
Ignoring the voids, the nature continues to carve itself, following the Fibonacci series
Be it a rose to cherish
or a Monalisa with a blemish
micro to macro entities, all trajectories itself into golden spiral
as if it’s something called a spiritual circle
either you travel from the centre to infinity or infinity to the centre
You want it or not, you are engineered to be this ultimate spiral’s disciple
As it exists in our each and every DNA spiral
What if we fall of the trajectories?
Either right or left of it, there exists an ocean of darkness, emptiness
In the world of human, it is synonymic to the word called void and fear
Left with no programmed path to follow
I say, tear the fear and avoid the void
And step into creator’s centroid
Then the flux of golden spiral will eventually weave your golden silk string
In the darkness of the mother nature’s womb, when you isolated yourself into a cocoon
Thinking as if you are sinking into black hole
You were right, it is a sink
A black one which absorbs everything
You are absorbing all the colours, eating up all the light, burning all inside
Unknown of the day, when you see the light
As if you have reached the Heaven’s door
And others see the colours of you with an unmatched pattern of VIBGYOR
Now you are in reflective mode, and people call you as the ultimate giver.
By Anubhuti Saha
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