Mere cluster of molecules

Pushes its way up

In a cooperative venture

Through ferment of environs.

By the touch of magic

A new form is born.

With the rising tide of hope

And loads of dreams

Aiming for the sky

It rises high

The whole universe

Beaming on its shiny face.

With joy knowing no bound

It swells and swells

Only to end up

In a miserly burst of great

 Void.

                             26/01/1988