*where we think the world has ended , its the point life blooms*
The curiosity of human being,
The empathy of hearty bee!
Me in vicinity of charming nature,
Never felt to be a worthy creature !
Through the triumph of the big bang,
Now nothing to bang – bang!
With no fixed path to glide,
Singularity force of black hole makes us slide!
Oh ! What latent aroma science crafts,
Which even cores of earth can’t draft !
Putting all bits together,
Let’s swing freely like feather!