What remained undiscovered,
Let there be a status quo,
Else with hands of ignorant shalt be consumed;
Who merely dissect, yet there’s no end,
To quench its thirst rather to bloom.
Who could not fathom light or dark,
Nor itself ever in time, glowed;
No matter nor atom it can create,
Yet floated into interstellar sans slowed.
The fusion or fission crafted paths,
No road to travel nor to choose;
Ages & Ages many roads that diverged,
Not taken that less travelled, alas, called it muse.
Extended feet in different boats, & in all roads,
Yet could not unlock entry exist, secret codes. :)
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2022