My desire to belong brings me out of my bubble.
I can’t stop believing that there is something greater than ‘ME’.
My curiosity is almost convinced that every universe contained in all the ‘ME’ in this world have the same raw , something so … basic and foundational that connects all of them.
But then belonging isn’t easy thing .
Belonging ,that can reject you,
Can leave you the halfway,
Can thrash you for your efforts,
After going every here and there,
towards all known and unknown stuff,
After every acceptance and abundance ,
I strongly claim my belonging to the existing epitome of beauty of this cosmos and at the same time to the nothingness , creation and destruction ,constant and change and another lot of things which makes me a mortal yet permanent example of beautiful existence from nothing to something and then nothing like sandcastles ,ice sculptures , sunsets ,stardust and withering flowers .
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