If something seems smooth in its flow There is also chaos somewhere
If something feels certain and precise There are also probabilities across the spectrum Of ambiguity.
If time feels flexible enough to warp and bend at will There is also uniformity of timing in the rigidity like the ticking clock.
Yet, in the weight and the gravity of situations Floats the other side, the whimsical truths… Seemingly clashing With the greatest of minds And their proposed theories of science.
Balancing both ends Is the fascia of existence that strings it all… Question remains not If gravity is pulling or pushing. But that it is gravitating with grace On its own, Causing the calm in the flow…
Why does our brain become immediately choosy, including some as ours and excluding some as others?
What makes some our type?
When we meet and connect with a new face, what is it that immediately draws or repels?
Is there more to it, than first impressions, communication skills or body language?
Does our brain genetically program itself to select on auto pilot?
For we often classify and categorize subconsciously as a way of choices we make.
Who is our tribe? Who is outside ? We are hardwired With the safety metric.
Our mirror neurons simulate emotional states of being in others we meet.
When inner rhythm sense resonance there is a instant vibe aligning us in a circle of unsaid understanding.
Such pattern recognition is primitive, a tool for survival for flagging safe and unsafe connection.
A lot happens in a split second … A combination of sorting Processing the past connects Sensing and interpreting Gut feeling & intuition Simplifying complex somatic movements markers. In recognizing the effortless ease and comfort Or the discord that creates repulsion.
I enjoyed writing it as I began playing with space in and around the poem unknowingly at first but then intentionally after the sixth line. As I patterned the flow… I began channeling my thoughts …in 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 , 6, 5, 4, 3,2,1 words.
An unexpected yet beautiful burst of colour contrasting the bright blue sky prompted me to click a photo in a split second, enroute a road trip to Goa a few years ago…
P.S.
Sharing some amazing facts about the positive ecological impacts from one fully mature tree, that I came across.
Key Environmental & Ecological Impacts
Natural Climate Control: Through evapotranspiration and shade, one healthy mature tree provides a net cooling effect equal to 10 room-sized air conditioners running 20 hours a day. This can lower local microclimate temperatures by up to 3°F–5°F.
Carbon Vault: A single tree absorbs roughly 48 pounds (22 kg) of CO₂ per year. Over a 40-year lifespan, it locks away nearly 1 metric ton of atmospheric carbon in its trunk, roots, and surrounding soil.
Oxygen Generation: One fully grown, leafy tree generates enough net oxygen per year to sustain 2 to 4 human beings.
Hydrological Shield: A single mature canopy can intercept and soak up 2,300 gallons of stormwater runoff per year. Its root network stabilizes topsoil against erosion while filtering heavy metals and synthetic pollutants before water enters local aquifers.
Air Filtration: Leaves and bark actively trap particulate matter (PM2.5) while absorbing gaseous pollutants such as nitrogen dioxide, ground-level ozone, and sulfur dioxide—removing dozens of pounds of air pollutants annually.
Biodiversity Anchor: A single native tree (such as an oak) can support over 500 distinct species of insects, birds, mosses, and beneficial microorganisms, functioning as a self-contained ecosystem.
That I am fond of trees is nothing new… I have written many verses on trees before as well, yet in here I share a message close to my heart…
Nurture nature Nurture trees.
You are doing an important service to help support self sustaining powerhouse of oxygen to our planet.
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