In The Beginning

In the beginning there was That.

On time’s infinite wings it floated.

Some called it atom

Where did it come from? 

None could fathom.

Others called it Brahman, 

Pregnant with atom.

In dark vacuum It stayed

Conscious of Its power,

Stable and content

But tied to its movement.

Darkness was in It,

Yet fused It was, with Its own

Lustrous Light and enormous Energy.

It parted with what was needed 

For the birth of Universe.

That too was filled with all of That.

A million eyes, a million ear

A million legs weren’t enough

To measure what It contained.

Restless became That vast energy

Eager to burst out from dark hole of infinity.

Timeless chose to become temporal.

Unknown sought to become known.

Beyond Space became the spatial.

Sun, moon and planets were born.

Stars were scattered 

Like shimmering sprinklers.

Its indivisible energy parted in all directions.

Chose a place and sphere 

Of its own aerial attraction.

Forms, shapes and colors

Came in manifestation.

Seasons were made and life evolved.

Its amazing power and creativity

Was felt by all, in Nature, beast and humans.

To its beauty, bliss and luster

None was immune and

None was denied the rhythm.

A little of Its immortal bliss 

Was lent to all worldly activities.

Our human mind became a wonder child of its 

Beauteous inlay and intricate design.

In awe we sought to explore 

Its marvelous complexity,

Or simply bowed in humility.

Note:  Inspiration to write this poem came from reading Purush Sukta, the ancient Vedic Hymn.

Savita Tyagi

April 2019