At times lying down, at times standing,
House I've filled, gathering stones.
Life-stream's ever having clung to coast,
The whereabouts of sea, I did not go to seek
River's current has now gone upstream;
A high tide has arrived, psyche has revealed.
Has the ocean been remote, or has it been near–
I did not get scope to know.
Water has retired, drawn by a tide receding;
Striking mind has been the topic of sea.
A deep yearning has stirred for merging–
With that attraction, forgotten is other and own.
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At end of a wasted life, finally I've seen the light.
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