Axes

Oh what is dark? a student asks
Deep inside a halo of light, a mere mask?
Nature nature O bewildering spirit
Your symphony blasts in a million paths.
Where is one, in a crowd of many?
Pandora triggers in silent smirks.
Quick and slow, the Bang was low
Big hot dishes and a few baby bubs!
What was time before the time?
A collapse of may be two old lovebirds.

Is then time that led to time?
Or is it love that led to time?
Or is it time that led to love?
Or were time and love entwined forever?
Think of axes colliding in death,
And new rules emerge in a whole new state!

A Cosmos for you, and me for life
May be we're all just snippets so fine
A deep dark web might lead to crime
An enlightened soul sings "Starry starry night".

Vincent died when the brush took birth
May be the axes were never meant to part.
And here we are, in a mix of colours
Not red, not black, none of chosen liquors,
But a hue too ghettish, a canvas fetish
No existing word could become so lavish!
So the colour fit itself to the eyes it made
But Time had plans to ruin the game.

So you see a rainbow, a cat sees white
One sees darkness and the other holds tight.
The heart is beating to the tunes of time,
Or is it simply Coming back back to life?