JOURNEY BACKWARDS
On sandy shore being
visited by setting sun rays,
Waves have transformed
themselves into ripples
gently strolling across.
My gaze is fixed at birds
Far off, doing some newly
learned maneuvers up there.
Black dots they, interspersed
between purple tiny clouds.
Ah! All my life I dreamt to
be just here. I lived for being
here. For filling tunnels of my
ears with melodies and roaring
of unbridled oceans.
I am living my dream right now.
Being touched and kissed by an
unusual satisfaction. Inexplicable
content. As it's slowly unfolding
in front of me. I myself am made of music.
And light, and bliss, and resilience
and what not. I am gradually coming
closer to my indefinable source.
Consequentially longing, it's time
to return, towards home.
From where I came.
From where I grew.
From where my roots
got nourishment
whole time through.
Time to retreat into
the arms of my Creator.
Time to be one with ocean.
Leaving behind my mind,
name, words, logic.
Taking only my soul.
© Nivedita