Micro-mini-megamorphosis
I, a point in time
In a tiny body
Clamor for a tiny room
In a tiny house in a tiny city
In a tiny country in a tiny planet
That orbits around a tiny solar system
That a part of the galaxy called Milky Way
That becomes the part of the universe
A cluster of the universes
Hanging from each of His/Her hair follicles
Of the creator, alias God.
I, a point in time
Exist some where in the cluster of cells
Of my brain
I perceive and think who I am
The organs talk to each other
The cells talk to each other
The molecules talk to each other
Seamlessly to make me emerge as myself
As the outcome of myriads of actions
Interactions, signal transductions
To let me exist in microcosm
In the supermega universe
Called cosmos.
((*.*))
August 16, 1998 |