A Take from Guardian's ........"no word at all"

A take from Guardian’s  ......  “no word at all”

  Yes ! no word to describe this  precarious

 This  crumbling, this  zero. No world  at all.

  The world would have gone  into hiding

  Behind this matter, anti-matter,If only

  His  Descent  is not  ordained. His  Ruling from

   Above is thus: The  Firmament ,its stars,stellar,

 Not precarious, no volition of its will.

 But superb gyrating according   to His  design.

  The  Solar system, the galaxy of stars, in totality,

 Proud of its own existence, shine  and  pray

 Its Maker; We humans only, like inebriated,

Mull ineffectual, try for null and void.

The laboriously built nest blown by

Hurricane and wild , the  chicks  and eggs

Fall  on the ground, the  broken  are broken,

As far as those tender, homeless,  

Some, genteel   passerby, gives  asylum

In his roof  garden, otherwise

No world at all for these  desperate,

Some wingless, on the ground.

No WORD  at all.

No WORLD  at all.