A hint of why

A hint of why                                                                                    

The Ocean has come again

to tell us we are not adrift;

more like a river, running towards

and away, of urgency and purpose;

the Ocean has come again,

to tell us we are not islands –

embracing, sighs and gazes,

the wiping away of tears.

The Ocean, labyrinths

of Love and endeavor,

vast, breathless depths,

come again

  

to tell us we have no shore,

strongest evidence to the contrary;

no beginning nor end; enemies

and companions – our very own Self.

The Ocean has come again

to tell us our loneliness

is but a bitter-tinged drop

in the immeasurable loneliness of God.

O child of God, such an import offers a hint

of why Meher lived in silence.