
.....an essay by Farzana Moon
Yes or No, virtual intelligence may know the answer?
Has God sent us on a journey to this world with a return ticket to discover for
ourselves where the richness in compassion lives, or where the poverty in
tolerance dwells? Are we born sinful to barter our own sins for the pearls
of goodness, or purchase some more as souvenirs to take back with us? Are
we moved by the virtues of others, or are the seeds of virtue inside us
famished for sustenance?
Do we admire the manifestation of beauty in kindness, or does the ugliness of vengeance corrupt our senses? Are we sightless to the purity in living where love and innocence weave a chord of
wisdom and understanding? Do we wander on the face of this earth like lost sheep, or settle down in a civilized manner to share the Light of creativity with the Creator?
Do we see Creation apart from the Creator as one Great Divide? All forces within and without in this cauldron of earth - whirling, and sundering apart evil and good! Or, do we believe in Unity as some mystical dance on the strings of Cosmic Consciousness?
Do we deem ourselves as some entity, unique and different, and separated from the Whole?
Alienated from God and Nature? Sundered apart forever from each and every
fabric of Unity in Multiplicity? In this galaxy of all things created by
the Creator, do we feel threatened by the colors of race, creed, religion?
Are we searching a link to one Primal Connection of Cosmic significance?
And if we find it, could that be the surcease of misery and the rise of
Hope? Creator will be no more, is that it?
Creation would be dissolved into oblivion, could that be true? What would we discover? Illusion is wedded to ignorance? Truth has seduced the heart of Reality? No one has
the power to breed the children of Lies? Death has taken Life to Spouse.
Only the pulse of Love throbs? We need journey no more to lands alien, or
to banish others from homelands dear? For the Creator is venerated by all
pilgrims on this journey Homeward under the shadow of Unity? Creator and
Creation are One?
"Can little worms winged with the knowledge of God's will, ever approach the
ocean of Truth?" One White maggot asked the Yellow one.
"They will surely drown!"
"Truth is that these little worms love fighting, and hate the face of Truth
painted colorless."
One moth caught this response and sang deliriously.
This sing-song response was tangled inside some glittering Web.
"What do you think?"
The Red maggot asked the Black one.
Like the flicker of a candle
We are consumed
In our own flame
Of existence
Till the wax of life
Shrinks to one solid lump
Of nothingness!