THE SEA OF HUMANITY

BY Swami Nitya

The gray, heavy clouds break,
Seemingly just for my sake.
The wintry sea is touched by light -
Instantly the dark sky becomes bright,

An ocean beyond what the eye can see
stormcrested waves, crowned as kings to be.
Each wave, with its own tuff of 'air'
Proudly displayed in the sun's glare.

Some waves, remain almost unseen
In the mass of those that have been;
Some role with heavy, long gaits
Powerful, yet patient for what awaits.

Some fiercely bob with great passion
Eager to play their part in the procession.
Some crash against the nearest rock,
Fiercely assertive in a deadly lock.

Some display translucent green color
Nature's pride or simply valor?
Some like a lovers embrace,
tenderly stroke a stark cliff-face

Some pour themselves, softly dissolving
On sands, ending all involving.
Each wave, simply ocean's expression;
Wave, ocean - simply water's concession.
Many forms - one sight;
Many lives - one light.