By Mukesh Sharma
Home of innumerable,
Galaxies, planets, stars.
Exists everywhere,
No beginning, no end there.
Countless black holes that,
Sucks all with stealth.
Even get lost,
In it's bottomless depth.
All pervasive present,
No past, no future.
Unthinkably farthest far,
Amazingly numbing near.
Time ages all,
Consumes all.
It engulf time too,
With no wherewithal.
Light can't measure,
Speed of mana(mind) fails.
Beyond dark matter,
No trail traced.
No death, no birth,
A calm continuity.
Man calls it,