When I see the sun peep at dawn
And close its eyes at dusk
Only to rise again the very next morn
When I see the Milky Way appear
And gradually fade into the skies
Only to reappear the next night
In all its splendorous might
When I see the gentle zephyr
Turn into a devastating tornado
Before turning into a mild breeze once again
When I see a harmless microbe
Mutate into a deadly virus
Before becoming harmless once more
Through the same process of mutation
When I see mayhem running riot
And hope seeding in clusters
When I see dictatorships go
And democracies grow green shoots
Only for it to gradually ebb
Allowing dictatorships to grow fresh roots
When I see the present mimic the past
When I see history repeating itself
When I see cyclicality manifest itself
In events, processes and relationships
I see the one golden strand
Unifying the whole
Propelling life towards its chosen destiny
Amidst orderliness and chaos
And back to orderliness once again
Keeping pace, every step of the way
With the music of the heavens
Reverberating in tune with the cosmic rhythm
And choreographing the dance of divinity

Subir Chakraborty
25th Nov 2023