Journey
Life is a spiritual journey to
an unknown end,
An exploding rapids on a labyrinthine
course,
Broken in its wake lie many
a dream,
Swirling in its eddy-currents
are many a war,
Riding its wave-crests dance
a myriad visions.
The universe of visions is the
highway to the journey,
The vision of the wholeness
of human life with the rest
of the universe,
Of principles and beauty,
Of connections and tranquillity.
Unbounded awareness in the lap
of elemental
consciousness,
Riding the time-crest in the
ever-receding horizon,
This is not the journey to a
destination,
But just journey -
Often an obscure mode of life,
The ticket to just being and
not becoming.
There is something miraculous
about life,
It has the boundless terrain
of tranquillity,
Opportunity to meditate the
universe.
When in the province of serenity,
Life swells on hypnotically,
Like a flower gliding effortlessly
On the play of waves.