Far away from the sea shore,
A sound so serene and so sweet,
Beckoned to the heart of the listener,
The heart of the ocean and the listener were just about to meet…
The listener swayed with the tide,
Waiting with bated breath to hear,
Anticipating the ocean’s pride,
Dissolving fragments of fear, the ocean spoke loud and clear…
‘I know not, the mystery of my depth’
One day I will dive into it to discover,
I am timeless and can’t be touched by death,
Hidden ecstasy and bliss I shall uncover…
Further ensued a lovely experience,
Which was of the heart of the listener listening,
As it listened in a mystic trance,
Tears flowing and the waves glistening…
Every wave which arose,
Emotions, thoughts or feeling,
Merged back from where it rose,
Into a seamless ocean of healing….
Every current deepened an unhealed wound,
Resisting the change, which the tide brought,
Sound of silence left the listener spell bound,
As the ocean guarded its depths, lost and distraught…
The entire ocean within a drop hidden,
The wave knew not its entirety,
Revealing the secret so guarded and forbidden,
Whispering its tale into the silence of eternity…
Tears of happiness the ocean cried,
To have finally been uncovered in its true form,
Overcome by the ecstasy of liberation, serene and staid,
It was like a calm after the storm…
Dancing and singing, the ocean flowed,
No more guarding mysteries of its depth, no more searching,
Approaching a shore where a warm light glowed,
The warm feeling of coming home finally, to the eternal calling…
The Voyage of Yoga 