Many faces of creation, existence and life.

Invisible lies the source

Sublime are the tools of nurture and care

Yet

Massive are the powers yielded to unleash the forces of destruction.

The later held in the palm of our hands.

The former never in our fathom.

The curse of intelligent life is so.

This One world in the expanses of the universe and majestic multiverse exists

A mote of dust

Unseen and unknown

Grand are our dreams and gestures

Such is the plight of life and the terms of existence.

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