Unceasingly Raised Up - T ABRAHAM
(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)
It starts insignificantly,
At the end stops massively,
Starts with the tiny root,
Builds itself with muscularity,
An invisible dot not found,
Bold and legible scripts around,
A tiny and thin thread,
Woven into a heavy warm bed,
The plank placed at the corner,
Becomes the seat of majestic honour,
A soft and gentle child,
Now a fine wine with sharpness,
Time starts at nowhere,
At the end makes everything stop,
Begins at the very lowest,
In the end placed at the highest.
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