If we philosophize the world,
Mere by slurping or leafing through pages;
And not walking on paths, not theorized,
On unforeseeable chapters of different stages.
Then substratum of inventory, a mere data set,
And plinth of ripostes forged assumptions;
Of all partakers who narrated truth, maybe lied,
Such philosophy a miscellany, as dysfunctional.
If we philosophize the world,
Diving through in deepest trench;
Or walking in caves to explore the uncut,
Through exhausting climbing to reverberating enchants.
Then what’s known are roots of causes; intrinsic,
Maybe shalt lead us to back in time;
And what’s bestest than to know beginning itself,
Such a philosophy ought to have been destined!😇
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2022