Searching for the reality of
the Universe
Roamed I far and wide with no
penny
As a solitary bird crossing
across the sky
At length went through the
printed pages
Weary I was for sometimes
But went on as a searcher
Embracing the new Tech
Browsing with my fingers
Nay, stopped not, but still
flew
With the wings of my dreams
Amidst the bearded two
–legged*
And along the narrow streets
Still found nothing, but went
on
Towards the western red
horizon
Fading in purple behind the
dusk
Searching the wonders of truth
Yet found no signs of what I
was looking for
Nevertheless made up my mind in
true spirit
To perceive and conceive the ultimate
reality
And the perceptibility of the
aged universe.
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