The Cups

Would you fill all the cups with darkness, or leave few of them empty for the light too
 
Transcendence isn’t incidental
 
Was light born of darkness or the other way around
 
Maybe they are both independent and equally fierce, trying to obliterate each other’s presence
 
The battle of significant energy reaching a crescendo, inaudible to the mortal ears
 
Also, incomprehensible to the feeble senses
 
The cups seem to be insatiable; sitting there quietly, but a cosmic rage resonating in the particles
 
All that we have shaped without the consent shrouded in darkness and dilemma
 
Is it all a matter of chance or a thought that may have originated somewhere
 
Drink from the cups and satiate the urge to drown in darkness or wait for that solitude to bathe in light
 
Just one moment that can shatter all the cups and excite each particle to awaken
~Amitav

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