Cosmos In Tune With Me

Comes when night and clear is the sky, I try look at the cosmic heart That looks back with weird apathy, And strange stirrings deep within start. I marvel, muse: how could it be, My within nods in disbelief, And says, rendering some relief, Not apathy, mute sympathy. And when I explore unknown things, Hesitant, how to go about, My belief turning into doubt, Whence comes that help? Who from far sings? And doubt deems to look like pillow, Into dreamless sleep do I fall, And wake up when birds' chirpings grow, I muse: who gave me wake-up call! The cosmic world from far and out, In tune is with within, no doubt. _______________________________________________ Musings | 08.07.2017 |