In a world of chaos, a particle stands,
A whisper of existence, created from grains of sand.
But inside this speck, a universe lies,
Echoes of stardust, the place the infinite flies.
I have a look at my essence, so small and confined,
But the cosmos inside me, a treasure to search out.
With every breath, I really feel the galaxies spin,
The dance of creation, the place all life begins.
From the depths of the ocean to the huge, starry skies,
The particle awakens, the place the boundless lies.
I’m the seed and the backyard, the dream and the night time,
An echo of the infinite, a flicker of sunshine.
So allow us to embrace, on this life that we weave,
The reality of our nature, in what we imagine.
For we’re the particles, but greater than we see,
On this grand tapestry, we’re wild and free.
Azra Mughal