I am conscious
I can feel the in and around ambiance
Yet I am confused what is consciousness
Matters in and around me make huge ruckus!
When I observe a matter
It produces a reflection in my cerebral with huge clatter
I hardly could envisage
It is motion and its eventual progress facilitate human to have its access!
When I sit on a chair
I hardly could make an abstraction of its origin and its flavor
How from wood it transform into a chair
Making me amenable to work with its inherent clamor
How it triggers my emotion
How I sit and write with what expression!
I hardly could fathom
How peoples labor enable me to sit and work with what rhythm
While sitting on a chair
My emotions can make upheaval to an available milieu with distinct glamor
No reward a chair will be awarded with a slightest tolerance
Human consciousness will prevail by virtue of its abstract exuberance!
Consciousness lies in our brain
It too have a motion with an intriguing train
Unlike gravitational force
It acts in our brain with quantum force
It largely influence our cerebral
Having the capacity to cause huge brawl
Hardly we human could fathom
When we immerse in waterbodies and how we emerge in what rhythm
Where we will resurface
To express our entity with emphatic trace
It is having a close resemblance with quantum leap
When electrons change their orbits whimsically in brief!
We enthusiastically gleam
Moment an object reflect in our spectrum
Hardly we could envisage the vibration it produces in our cerebral
Causing huge impact
Infusing us to act
I wonder who will define what we observe out of mere vibration
It alone navigate us with an wink of an eye
What picture it produces in our brain and how it eclipse us with what cry
Yet apart from human no creatures having such audacious cry
Vibrations it produce in human brain make an imagery of intriguing vie
We vehemently thus claim
We are conscious out of our distinct flame!
I wonder when we notice a tree
Hardly we ponder about entire wood and its delectable glee
Seldom we could comprehend
Invisible matters which enable a tree to manifest
No such sign we are conversant to read its preface
We tend to assume an object to emerge on nature’s floor
Moment we take notice of such matter to emerge in accordance to our premise
We tend to substantiate it is our consciousness
Which can unearth the manifold of nature’s expressions with grace
No longer we could evaluate
We too are in motion with an amazing pace
We no exactly nothing about nature’s enigma
Vibrations are the only tool to evaluate its intriguing charisma!
