You always transcend my sadness with your hypnotic stillness, your entrancing symphonies.
My thoughts go back to the banks of Langat*, where one day a little boy sat alone, just only five, bewildered, in a canoe.
From the sea, from the streams, from the rain, you chanted a calming mantra to soothe him, calling him to dissolve in your awe-inspiring presence.
Your aquamarine sheen paints the intricacies of all that I'm. In the cool blue depth of your stillness, I long to create the tabernacle of my being.
Never I thought your melodies could become the war cry of a devilish psyche!
Today I'm perplexed, when I hear the anguished human cries from the twirls of your turbid anger.
I realise you’ve become an enigma that pulls me to the depths of a crazy conundrum.
How many more shades of anger you hide in the burning red heart of the mantra you chant to give me a heavenly bliss, Oh Water?
* Langat is a river that separates Carey Island (Pulau Carey), an island in Selangor, Malaysia, from the Selangor coast.
NOTE: My love affair with water started when I was in my mother's womb! It continues even today. Water has become so integral to me that it sustains my spirit in its fullness!