Seed First Or Tree First

Seed first or tree first,

Egg first or hen first,

Man first or woman first,

Who can tell what came first?

What’s unseen does exist.

What’s seen doesn’t exist.

The unseen air does exist.

The mirage doesn’t exist.

A lighted candle stick

Makes the fire visible

And the sound invisible,

To the ears it’s audible.

A sheet of paper shaken

Very fast, up and down

Makes a fluttering noise,

That’s heard well by the ears.

A train that moves

Or a jet that flies

What a noise it makes?

This everyone knows.

Our mother earth rotates,

Non-stop on its axis,

But where the noise goes,

Fast around as it moves?

The stars on the night sky

Who can count how many?

Who keeps them afloat

When they move fast?

Does the sea swallow the land,

When the earth rotates around?

From the hot Sun or the wild wind,

Who saves the entire mankind?

As an invisible power, the Supernatural,

And a performer of any kind of miracle,

He lives in our heart, as the supreme God

And for our comfort, He gifted this world.

He can do or undo, as the Almighty.

Anything He can create or destroy.

Every balancing act for Him it’s a play,

And He controls the Universe this way.

He asks from us nothing.

Our faith in Him unending,

And our love for fellow beings.

That’s what He’s expecting.

 ~Rajaram Ramachandran~

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