I looked for my self,
but my self was gone.
The boundaries of my being
had disappeared in the sea.
Waves broke.
Awareness rose again.
And a voice returned
me to myself.
It always
happens like this.
Sea turns on itself and foams,
and with every foaming bit
another body,
another being takes form.
And when the sea sends word,
each foaming body
melts back
to ocean-breath.
~ Rumi
Trans. Coleman Barks |
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