The hide and seek between the dark clouds and Sun is a daily miracle
We see rain in bright sunlight and suddenly clouds hide the sun
The moon swings in similar way from elation to ennui,
From sad to smile
The heavenly worthies play with our daily chores,
From pleasure to pain.
The swings of life do not spare anybody, ups and lows bring us to earth
The high flying tycoon or the lowly daily wager are interlinked to each other
The Almighty artist in his huge canvas
Plots every move and scene
We the Liliputians in this arena,
In this wonderland, are mere spectators
The Artist holds all the brushes and colors, and paints at his will
The constant friction is caused by Him so that we remember him everyday
The Physical, metaphysical, spiritual are the Artistic license he uses
The world is HIS, we are the mountains, seas and rivers in this sculpture
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