Happily Lost

The rhyme and meter evolve from the first stanza to the last line, as the lengths of the stanzas themselves decrease. Just as self dissolves as it increasingly becomes conscious of the Eternal.

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The golden sun
Reflected in sand grains,
Giant waves dwarfed
To lap at my feet,
And Eternity blinking from across the ocean:

Sea breezes – shadows of mighty winds
Propelling ships, vanguards of history –
Ruffled my hair as I sat
Dissolving myself into Creation’s mystery.

Romanticism and meanings
Of things and atom bombs,
Merged in the peace that vastness brings.

Nightfall killed the shadows that sunshine brought
And it lit a thousand stars in me bright.

Foam, Fate and Firmament engulfed me, and I blissfully gave in.

KISHORE KUMAR