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!
