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Fragrance of Shakti

Oh man of science

You peered into my world

Inside and outside

To find only laws and more laws

That run the mechanism of nature

I wish you had met the Cosmic Soul

Who connects my tiny Self

To this immensity of Life

Oh man of science

Don't treat me like an atom

That is stuck in endless repetitive loop

Don't call me a molecule

That aggregates meaninglessly

Compounding to inert inconsequence

Don't trap my sentience

In aimless harmones

Don't label my imagination

To be clueless indulgence

You cant treat ache in my heart

With scientific investigation

Nor can you trap joy of my being

And turn it into a insipid theorem

My intuition cannot be held in your test tube

My insight cannot be locked

In your computer code

So next time you peer into my world

With your myriad equipments

Know that you are gazing at the infinity

That birthed your curiosity

Only then shall you meet

The Cosmic Soul

That pulls the strings of all secrets

That this world will ever hold


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