'Nonbeing' unaware of the great heat
Of his surroundings became aware,
Time of feeling
Time of passion
Time of love
Is he going to share?
'Being' unaware of what happened before
Wondered who had built
These beautiful facts!
Was it created with a conscious aim
Or
Unintended consequences of nature's acts?
Roses scent
Dance
Butterflies sway,
Nightingales sing sweet
Is it an Unintended way?
2011/4/5
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