Macrocosm of clay,
A breath,
It was not mine.
A primal collective breath !
I did not exist.
Then whose was it !
Drops of water,
A touch,
It was not mine.
A primal collective touch,
I did not exist.
Then what was it!!
Gush of Air,
A movement,
It was not mine.
A primal collective movement,
I did not exist,
Then where was I !!!
Water droplets,
Fell and then...
I thought and swirled out of the clay.
I manifest..
Did I evolve or devolve?
A microcosm of the primal !!
A symbol in a lifetime !