On a spring I had sex with myself
Maternity lasted until winter
A son was born to me on the start of winter
I named him 'Solivagant'
He was a free spirit
He spend his adolescence on the shores of Hooghly
He grew up with Kali and Tagore
On his manhood, he fallen in love with himself
He got married to his own femininity
Sri Ramakrishna and St.Paul blessed the newly married
A baby girl was born to them
And they named her 'Curiosity'
Curiosity grew up on the laps of Himalayas
She wandered to find herself on the mystic mountain
During her journey, she unveiled a truth
She said "existential loneliness is a mere illusion",
"Creator Creation and the substance of creation are same!"
She died right after this...but was reborn...
But the truth is she is neither born nor does she die...!
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