A Boulder's Scroll of Fate: A Poem on Metaphysical Philosophy

By Gaurav Chandra Tuli -

 Reflect on an uncommon perspective on destiny. Track the metaphysics beneath the boulder's descent.


Boulders.

One atop a knoll

rolls down.

The wind pushes it

to its fated crumble.


The big boulder

thought itself wise

to have self-crowned itself,

In the likeness of a daring despot

over the knoll -

reduced to constricted fear.


In the dice of destiny,

In the scroll of fate,

There awaited a future 

different.


Fate is choice.

Preordained choice.

Choice chosen

not by the wind

but by the boulder

when it was a rock,

A deformed small stone,

A hardened ball of sand,

Sand,

Dust,

Matter,

Void.


Fate is choice.

Preordained choice.

Choice chosen

by the boulder,

In its basic essence.


But,

Essence is simply,

Essence.

It is knowing,

Unconscious knowing.

The Void

chose to experience -

conscious experience,

Driven by the mind's

concrete sensibility.

It wanted to feel,

Feel unconscious knowing

by stepping out of it,

In the realm of

touch,

Concrete sensibility,

Concrete hardness of rock

over the airy emptiness

of the Void.


It

chose

the increasing complexity of form

to become

a boulder.


It rolled down the knoll.

Broke itself.

Not just sensible form

but the mind's concrete sensibility.


But,

Only because the scroll of fate

loves twists,

Sometimes tragic,

Sometimes tragic benisons.

But still tragic.

(At least to the ignorant boulder.)

The boulder

at its essence

cannot keep away

the Void

for long.

It is unconsciously

desperate

for an Eternal Return,

Not to recurring events

in the realm of form,

But to the Void.


Before matter disappears,

Shattered crumbs spread astray.

The boulder

breaks into smaller rocks.

Some are trampled upon.

Some are used to hit.

Some are sculpted into beauty.

Some become idols

to which,

Rather, to whom,

flowers are offered.


Fate is preordained choice.

Choice chosen

to live

the twists of fate -

of the wind.

Again, a tragic benison.


This is, perhaps, destiny's dice at play

before the Eternal Return.

Or, who knows,

twists await - a lot more...


Check "I Come and Go - Two Names but One Journey" to explore another abstract metaphysical journey.

https://mindtales2024.blogspot.com/2025/10/i-come-and-go-two-names-but-one-journey.html


Gaurav Chandra Tuli

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