EVEN THE TINY WORM .
Relaxing under the shower of washroom
I casually glanced a tiny worm –of -centimeter
Moving by the sidewall slowly,
Like a well-fed gentleman
Taking afternoon walk in the spring season.
Neither head nor tail could be identified from its body;
But I guessed its head by the direction
It was proceeding.
Within few moments I recognized the worm--
I saw it in“60 minutes’ of TV show :
Their habitat two hundred miles deep
In African goldmines
Where the scientists flocked, not for gold brick,
But to collect from the layers of the mines
This specific specie
Who survived more than five thousand years,
without air, water or sunlight!
The scientists were captivated
while collecting the sample of worms
From the wall of mines and wondering:
How do they proliferate without food air or sunlight!
“The worm may 'proliferate!” startled me:
'so I must kill it.’
All on a sudden like a marathon participant
It darted and vanished;
Somewhere in the thread-like line
Between floor and the wall!
I was bewildered :
How the message of my perilous thought
Was received by the tiny specie?
We are covered in the atmosphere
Under "One Consciousness",- truly matters !
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