The Seer Poem by C. P. Sharma

I came from nowhere
A conceived bubble
Of water and air
Into them
disappear
Know not
where to reappear?

I am the product of Nature
The conceived universe
hides inside me
I feel inside
movements
and kicks
Nature permeates into me

Why I search me outside?
All efforts to know astound
A birth with ascertained death
The world appears a funeral ground
The world disappears
The sky clears
Ether steers

Earth, fire, water and air
Reappear
Smear
Cheer
Jeer
Veer
Be the seer