The Soul
Soul is a virtual minuscule of cosmos
It's so subtle that it slowly furrows
It comes from a star as a saviour
To give life as per cycle of nature.
Soul enters mother's navel centre
It chooses X or Y to fix gender
It makes egg meet one in a million sperm
They coalesce and fertilize to not spurn.
A zygote soon gets formed
It turns into a fetus thus transformed
Fetus finds its space congenial
It starts growing without upheaval.
Fetus changes its form unhindered
Genes provide proteins fully protected
DNA makes the cells and tissues
They are all complicated processes.
Soul keeps the connect with cosmos
Mother keeps the connect with fetus
Cord feeds fetus nutrients included
Baby grows amidst amniotic fluid.
All these while it is self actuated
Once born it cries to get lungs filled
Baby begins to gasp for air
It doesn't know what's where.
All these happen with soul intact
Doctors had little role till this pact
Now mother feeds the baby
And keeps it safe and healthy.
Baby grows from child to teen
Soul is keeping watch totally unseen
Growth from teen to adult as a whole
Intellect takes over from soul.
Soul signals if something is wrong
If mind cares it will get along
If intellect plays more superior
It's surely getting into danger.
Soul is invisible residing in heart
Keeps heart beat till it plays it's part
Cosmos sends it's signal to soul
That's when life ends it's role.