The fear of termination
Is reduced to nought
With the thought of a new inception —
And what is ‘new’ except a change?
Universe breathes always and ever,
It’s a constant swing back and forth.
The Almighty who rolled out dimensions,
Time and matter into space,
Seems to be rolling up
Each atom and each moment
Perhaps, for another Big Yawn!
Every breath exhaled from the heart of the universe
Does return to its origin,
And waves recede for another stormy surge.
The universe spins in a circle,
Trillions of light-years with all their existence,
Compress into one tiny dot and
Merge into Brahaman’s nihilistic night,
To spin out again at a Big Dawn
After the spell of the Great Weaver’s dream!
Is cosmos just expansion and contraction
With no loss and no gain —
Just interplay of matter and energy?
If so, then joy over inception
And grief over dissolution
Are all futile.
No moment ends, no atom dies;
Each atom is Cosmos
And each moment is Eternity!