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The solitude of the transcendental spirit

Ocean currents exuberant, spell out what turbulence, really is

expressions of brute force, takes over the whole of ocean depth,

a puny little fish, blinded by thick foam, navigates alone, finding path,

sheathed in a silence going beyond mind,to a destination luminous,

never perturbed, calmly exploring that state, not fully discernible yet,

an impression abstract, getting infused with more and more clarity

each passing moment,then the orchestra of waves resonates with heart.

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Written by
k-balachandran
Indian
Published
Oct 22, 2015
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#silence#quest#absolute
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