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courtesy: PU
We have been open
To all the patterns around us
From precision of the season’s pirouette,
To the orbital dance of the cosmic orbs
To each cell’s magical journey
From Birth to death
If there is ‘tyger’*
There is also ‘lamb’
An absolute heaven everywhere
No chaos anywhere at all
We are given a bit of free will too
The choice is ours
The Designer is not without humor
*I used Blake’s spelling of tiger
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Design @ Poets United
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Wednesday, 16 December 2015
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precision of the season’s pirouette.... Like that line!!!
ReplyDeleteGlad for the designer's humor tho people have so little.
ReplyDeleteLove the way you zoom from macro to micro.
The choice is ours - certainly the fly in the ointment and the flaw in the design maybe - it takes a lot of courage to choose the best things for ourselves...choice is brilliant but also prone to many a poor judgement...a clever and philosophical poem
ReplyDelete"The Designer is not without humor" indeed! Such a powerful & stellar closing line :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
Haha-ouch. I look for the heaven that is hidden by the choices off the few over the many. Holding the lamb up in contrast to that tyger is brilliant. I wish I had written this.
ReplyDeleteInteresting take. The Greek gods are always having at laugh at our expense whereas the Grand designer is probably rolling his eyes in disbelief at the length that humans go to work against themselves.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful expression of the Divine's Midas Touch on us. I felt honored and delighted to read it through your poem. Brilliant!
ReplyDeleteI love "the Designer is not without humor" but imagine He is rather dismayed that he gave us free will, given the state pf things. Loved this, Sumana.
ReplyDeleteSo true. A very thought-provoking poem. Loved it :)
ReplyDeleteThe grand designer had the Universe fine-tuned for Life! So, let's learn to keep our faith and hope alive. Beautifully done...
ReplyDeleteI really like the literal design of this poem. How the lines are arranged. Nice job.
ReplyDeleteCuriously I disagree with Jae for I think that the flaws in us are the very things that allow us to keep on being so creative and inventive. Other creatures have barely changed over eons while we studiously sow seeds for our own destruction in our creativity which is so misdirected.
ReplyDeleteAn absolute heaven everywhere
ReplyDeleteNo chaos anywhere at all
Exactly how we've been told of what heaven is like. But are we part of the deserving elements to be accorded the privilege?
Hank
Thank goodness for the free will & for the opportunities that we are provided within the grand design!
ReplyDeleteSuch an inspiring read...glad to have seen this !
ReplyDeleteI love the zooming in to molecular level and the contrast with the grand cosmos...beautifully expressed, Sumana!
ReplyDeleteTotally agree with Mary! Thanks!
ReplyDeletefree will, and "From precision of the season’s pirouette" - well said. Beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteI liked what you did, with what I found to be a difficult prompt.
ReplyDeletei absoutely luv your end line Sumana
ReplyDeletemuch love...