Thoughts Contd,

Sitting in a box of contemplation 
Thinking about things from an atom
To a nation
Lost in the world of labor and of vacation
Silently observing all my thoughts
With patience
All trains start fron the same but
End on a different station
Every single wave giving different sensation
From a naked eye,
This world looks full of aberration 
Full of tricks, machinations and hallucination
But when you look closer 
You are looking at the most beautiful creation