Infinity in finite

It is the formless white infinity that helps something to get form and
colour. Like a plant that gets rooted beneath the earth surface- all
forms are sustained by formless ineffable infinity. It is this
infinity that has been aspiring to find itself in innumerable forms
and in its incessant aspiration it gives out its end-less being to
every little and big forms. So whenever a flower or even a person
touches me to my delight the infinity is touched in me.