Pondering
The shores of so many lands
the waves of so many seas
millions upon millions grains of sand
dancing in tides of cosmic unity
where is there a you and a me
in Reality?
Ananta's grace is the key to Ancient memory
Unveiling the mystery of the primeval promise
to be free
flying as an eagle away from the tree
one day for all and in reality, this day
to be!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem