A Pair Of Unique Parallel Lines Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Long long ago the mother
philosophy bore four kids;
ethics, logic, epistemology
and the great metaphysics.
The most prodigy of the four
grew as a pillar of religion and mysticism
and dared to pop some brilliant puzzlers
what storm the brains of enigma lovers.

With the ancient crown of proud astronomy
physics turned a scion of natural sciences.
The laws of physics added a new dimension
and earned an independent ego in the regal domain.

Poetry is the wondrous descendant
of quaint folk-songs and oral epics.
From the Sumerian Epic of Gligamesh,
Vedas and Gathas, She has traversed about
3214 miles perhaps as the queen of all fine arts.

Aristotle discovered her primitive attributes
and Homer groomed her prototype structure.
Physics and poetry are often extremely opposites
and they gravitate one another with mutual attraction.

A poem that is a hard nut to crack
evokes the same sensation like electromagnetic theory
to any layman who makes the adventurous attempt.
Their inherent dignity may be misconstrued as conceit.

Physics opens the window to the pros and cons
of exterior world, even to the micro of a matter.
Poetry magnifies the invisible soul within
and reveals the x-ray copies of both macro and micro minds.

Interestingly, the lady imagination is their common lover
and they three often meet at the infinite rendezvous.
Albert Einstein and Tagore are the two important sides
of a precious coin bereft of what humans will turn merely animals.