He who created this world out of
The interaction of elements
Still wonders
If He created only one world
By placing a radioactive substance
The mind within,
He created a universe
Within a universe
Every man carries within himself
A world of his own
Which is specifically arranged
To suit his individual character
The unique sequence in each case
Makes us different from each other
And God also sometimes wonders
How many worlds exist in his schemata
in each animal, a bird or an insect,
The heart breathes a pattern
Singularly his own
Even if a horde of them are on butcher's row
Those who sank in the Titanic
Were not a thousand men
But as many universes
Which went down the depths
Every moment has its own glamour
Its own existence
Its own loves and hatred
Each monent is a universe within a universe
When I go for my evening walk
And see men and women cross me
Lost in their mobiles
I feel how erroneous is the idea of one universe.
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