In the deep cosmic beginning,
Order came from chaos,
And chaos longs to unite with order.
It strikes spitefully when shunned,
And blesses generously when accepted
Inside this soul of mine
Teems the cosmic dance of Chaos and Order
A choice that is not a choice
For while comfort and sanity dwell within structure
The essence of harmony flows truest in freedom
For what is life without Order,
If not a streak of mistakes
Yet what is life with only Order,
If not fragile and mundane
Hope and belief
Love and hate
All the emissaries of Chaos –
That defy Order
And yet why must one be at their best, to get the best out of love?
Why does chance come more often to those with ambition?
What draws the best of Chaos to Order,
While its worst plagues all with impunity?
In this soul of mine
The cosmic dance continues
And I fail but I try
To accept the things I can’t control
While embracing the illusion that is ‘Control’
Divinity embodies chaos;
God’s mysterious ways,
Love’s untamed maraud,
Nature’s unfathomable depths,
And karma’s impartial judgement.
Is this why we hold on to faith?
The belief in something greater
The understanding of acceptance
And the hope of defiance
Is it the balance of order and chaos,
That makes a soul truly divine?
Spare me Oh cruel fate!
What must I do to evade the order of destiny –
But embrace the uncertainty of chaos
How must I plot a path through unpredictability
And unite these cosmic forces
For only in their union –
Does my happiness truly bloom.
I was away all of last week, on the final stretch to publishing my upcoming poetry and prose book;
The cover and design part.
The thoughts in this post are entirely my own. I hope to get your thoughts on it too, and I hope you enjoyed it as well.
Stay safe everyone, Stay loving.
I’ll be catching up with your blogs and sites during this week.